A Quote by Mel Brooks

If you're quiet, you're not living. You've got to be noisy and colorful and lively. — © Mel Brooks
If you're quiet, you're not living. You've got to be noisy and colorful and lively.
Most humans think the appearance of quiet is quiet. They do not see that sometimes the enemy is as quiet as the serpent. Only when it has stolen all of their eggs will they know bad walks in the quiet as well as the noisy.
One important thing I recall about India was that it was quiet. It was never noisy in the way that life was noisy in London.
My mom's Puerto Rican. That's why I'm so lively and colorful.
You will not find a soulmate in the quiet of your room. You must go to a noisy place and look in the quiet corners.
I've spent months living in Africa and India. So it's not like I was sheltered when I started living in America. But my family laughed when they heard I was going to be in 'Transformers.' I learned a lot and got to experience Michael Bay's mayhem. It was a very colorful experience.
I'm off for a quiet pint - followed by fifteen noisy ones.
I thought I would have a quiet pint ... and about 17 noisy ones.
I don't really go out at night in terms of noisy, busy places; I prefer more of a quiet corner somewhere.
I mean, I don't really go out at night in terms of noisy, busy places; I prefer more of a quiet corner somewhere.
You've got to remember even the Apple regeneration started with colorful iMacs. So let us first get the colorful iMacs. I think with what we're doing with Lumia, we're at that stage. I want to do good devices that people like, and then we will go on to doing the next thing and the next thing.
I asked the Zebra, are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me, Are you good with bad habits? Or are you bad with good habits? Are you noisy with quiet times? Or are you quiet with noisy times? Are you happy with some sad days? Or are you sad with some happy days? Are you neat with some sloppy ways? Or are you sloppy with some neat ways? And on and on and on and on and on and on he went. I’ll never ask a zebra about stripes...again.
The noisy vacancy of youth, the quiet vacancy of age.
How quiet the writing, how noisy the printing.
Stay quiet and the noisy surface dialogues will cease. Then the substratum will rise up to the top. It is simple. Follow this.
Ere you lie down to sleep in the night, sit still awhile, and nurse again to life your gentler self. Forget the restless, noisy spirit of the day, and encourage to speech the soft voices within you that timidly whisper of the peace of the quiet night; and occasionally look out at the quiet stars. The night will soothe you like a tender mother, folding you against her soft bosom, and hiding you from the harm of the world.
No matter what happens, I'm loud, noisy, earthy and ready for much more living.
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