A Quote by Karyn Kusama

I think I was a pretty anxious dreamer, maybe a fundamentally lonely kid. — © Karyn Kusama
I think I was a pretty anxious dreamer, maybe a fundamentally lonely kid.
Mom told me, “It probably gets pretty lonely to be Grandma, don’t you think?” I told her, “It probably gets pretty lonely to be anyone
For Beatrice, when we first met, I was lonely, and you were pretty. Now I am pretty lonely.
I was a pretty shy, lonely kid. I blossomed about age 17, when I went to college.
I played maybe one and a half games of Little League. The whole atmosphere of anxious parents and more anxious children was just too much for me.
I had a band and I didn't go to high school, all my friends were older than me. It was pretty cool to have such a focus at that age, but also it alienated me from a lot of people my age. So I felt pretty lonely and I didn't really have many friends when I was a kid.
When I was a kid, my father didn't really have much hope for me. He thought I was a dreamer; he didn't think I would amount to anything. My mother also.
Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure.
I think he is condemned by himself to loneliness. God is One: he was, he is, he will be always One. One is so lonely. Maybe that is why he created human beings--to feel less lonely. But as human beings betray his creation, he may become even lonelier.
Maybe I'm a dreamer, but I think the ordinary guy has just as much right to say 'This is a good song' as somebody who is in the music business.
Even cats grow lonely and anxious.
I was a pretty independent kid. I thought maybe I'd be a veterinarian or an environmental lawyer.
As a youngster I was a great dreamer, reading many books of adventure and walking lonely miles with my head in the clouds.
I was a dreamer as a kid.
I think it's very pretty. Can it be pretty if no one thinks it's pretty? I think it's pretty. If you're the only one? That's pretty pretty. And what about the boys? Don't you want them to think you're pretty? I wouldn't want a boy to think I was pretty unless he was the kind of boy who thought I was pretty.
I was lucky enough to realize my dream. When I was a little kid in Santa Barbara, sitting on the floor in my grandmother's house, dreaming of maybe one day working for Walt Disney, and to have that dream come true, I think that's pretty remarkable.
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