A Quote by Tony Todd

You know early on when you're given a gift that can keep you sane. That's what acting does for me. It keeps me honest and keeps me sane. — © Tony Todd
You know early on when you're given a gift that can keep you sane. That's what acting does for me. It keeps me honest and keeps me sane.
Why are you still with me, Fry?" CyFi asks after one of his body-shaking seizures. "Any sane dude woulda taken off days ago. "Who says I'm sane?" "Oh, you're sane, Fry. You're so sane, you scare me. You're so sane, it's insane.
I'm very domestic, and I think that keeps me sane. My personal relationships keep me grounded.
Music is my therapy and my straitjacket. Music keeps me sane and keeps my mind on something. It's fragile up there.
Working with my hands keeps me sane.
Keeping busy keeps me sane.
Love is the only thing that keeps me sane.
When my husband of almost 20 years can’t take his eyes off me? That’s amazing. But the number one reason I go to the gym is because it keeps me sane; I can deal with whatever’s coming at me.
Only my insanity keeps me sane in today's world.
My job is one of the things that keeps me sane. I love what I do and I'm lucky to do it.
I run every day. It keeps me sane and it's my meditation.
What keeps me sane the most is, honestly, the Serenity Prayer.
My family keeps me sane. I try to talk to my mum every other day. After I get off the phone, I have a renewed sense of clarity, so I guess a problem shared is a problem lost. It's important to me to keep them close.
--Why are we fighting them? --They're mad. We're sane. --How do we know? --That we're sane? --Yes. --Am I sane? --To all appearances. --And you, do you consider yourself sane? --I do. --Well, there you have it. --But don't they also consider themselves sane? --I think they know. Deep down. That they're not sane. --How must that make them feel? --Terrible, I should think. They must fight ever more fiercely, in order to deny what they know to be true. That they are not sane.
Life seems to me essentially passion, conflict, rage. It is only intellect that keeps me sane; perhaps this makes me overvalue intellect against feeling.
Agriculture drives most people crazy. It keeps me sane.
What is that smell? (Nick) (It was like three-day-old cat vomit mixed with rotten asparagus.) Duck urine. It keeps the zombies from thinking I’m human. (Mark) Yeah, well it keeps me from thinking you’re sane. (Nick)
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