A Quote by Barbara Park

Can't we be friends?' I hate your guts, Frankovitch' Can't our guts be friends? — © Barbara Park
Can't we be friends?' I hate your guts, Frankovitch' Can't our guts be friends?
Some think guts is sprinting at the end of a race. But guts is what got you there to begin with. Guts start back in the hills with 6 miles to go and you're thinking of how you can get out of this race without anyone noticing. Guts begin when you still have forty minutes of torture left and you're already hurting more than you ever remember.
I'm pouring my guts out so they can feel like your guts at the same time.
Friends are just enemies who don't have enough guts to kill you.
New Yorkers love it when you spill your guts out there. Spill your guts at Wimbledon and they make you stop and clean it up.
Private Joker is silly and he's ignorant but he's got guts and guts is enough.
I think it's important for the public to know, great reporting starts with a publisher who has guts and an editor who has guts.
If I am to choose two words that best describes myself, they are 'self-esteem' and 'guts.' Guts helped me become a global model.
Where would we be without our friends? Honestly, every friend is so unique and special. I have my friends back in New Zealand, I have my friends in New York and California. Then you have your friends who are your family. Barbara Palvin falls into that category. I have a lot of love for all my friends.
Where would we be without our friends? Honestly, every friend is so unique and special. I have my friends back in New Zealand; I have my friends in New York and California. Then you have your friends who are your family. Barbara Palvin falls into that category. I have a lot of love for all my friends.
It takes a lot of guts to come out to your friends and family. For most gay people, coming out is the most traumatic experience in their life because of the worry about the backlash: 'What's going to happen? Are my parents going to accept me? Are my friends going to accept me? Are my sisters and brothers going to accept me?'
[On journalists:] They are the scavengers of society who, possessing no guts of their own, tear out the guts of celebrities. They have the sycophantic, false enthusing gush of maiden aunts: who are accustomed to being trampled on doormats.
Very few people really care about freedom, about liberty, about the truth, very few. Very few people have guts, the kind of guts on which a real democracy has to depend. Without people with that sort of guts a free society dies or cannot be born.
Art - my slats! Guts! Guts! Life! Life! I can paint with a shoe-string dipped in pitch and lard.
Now, the term 'friend' is a little loose. People mock the 'friending' on social media, and say, 'Gosh, no one could have 300 friends!' Well, there are all kinds of friends. Those kinds of 'friends,' and work friends, and childhood friends, and dear friends, and neighborhood friends, and we-walk-our-dogs-at-the-same-time friends, etc.
A patriotic song is an emotion and you must not embarrass an audience with it, or they will hate your guts.
It takes a lot of guts to stop measuring things that are measurable, and even more guts to create things that don't measure well by conventional means.
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