A Quote by Ralph Blane

How can I ignore the Boy Next Door? — © Ralph Blane
How can I ignore the Boy Next Door?
I'm a sort of boy next door. If that boy has a good scriptwriter.
I just love how everyone with that Motown sound seemed to come from a two-block radius from the actual original location. The original location was a house, and then when they outgrew it, they bought the house next door and the house next door and the house next door until they had seven houses on the same lot.
I think that, to a lot of people, they don't like my brand of whatever I do. And I think that people - the ones that like me, at least - see me as their brother or their older uncle or their friend or their next door neighbour. I am the quintessential boy next door; I feel that way.
The 'boy next door' parts I get offered, I don't find interesting.
I'm not always interested in Hollywood norms and boy-next-door kind of characters.
I have to admit, I have a little sad addiction. I love watching on the E Channel that stupid show, The Girls Next Door. It's a very sad thing to say and I don't know how to explain it but I am addicted to Hugh Hefner's girlfriends and The Girls Next Door.
I've always been the local lad, boy done well, kid next door.
That boy-next-door, love interest crush has been my niche since 'Austin & Ally.'
I was the boy next door who always knew what it meant to have no money. That changed when I turned professional. I was crazy.
I carried Rudy softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder at comforting. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
I look just like the girls next door... if you happen to live next door to an amusement park.
In my personal life, I was quite a different Boy Next Door than the one Mr. and Mrs. Middle America imagined me to be.
When I was 12, I had a fondness for horror movies like the 'Wolfman.' The boy next door said I should read Poe.
I may look like the girl next door, but you wouldn't want to live next door to me.
Everybody always says that I'm the girl next door, which makes me think that y'all must have a lot of weird next-door neighbours.
That's how I became the damaged party boy who wandered through the wreckage, blood streaming from his nose, asking questions that never required answers. That's how I became the boy who never understood how anything worked. That's how I became the boy who wouldn't save a friend. That's how I became the boy who couldn't love the girl.
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