Top 1200 Lied To Me Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

Did you forget me? Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me in fear that I won't remember?

I have no interest in anyone who wants to criticise me, or doesn't like me despite never having met me.

People come up to me and tell me they support me because I never left my principles.

Hey, Volusian, you haven't been checking me out, have you?" He gave me his trademark bland stare. "I assure you, mistress, the only allure your bare flesh has for me is to remind me how easy it will be to slice open." I laughed. If not for the fact he was actually serious, he'd be so much fun.

I love you Philadelphia. I want to thank you for accepting me, and letting me be me and make this my home forever.

I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.

I don't want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and me as I am now, and me like I'll be in the future. I want to be me and nothing but me. I want to be crazy as the moon, wild as the wind and still as the earth. I want to be every single thing it's possible to be. I'm growing and I don't know how to grow. I'm living but I haven't started living yet.

If a woman is into me, it usually takes me awhile to figure that out. She has to hit me over the head with it.

...my experience with people who tried to label me was that they usually did it to either dismiss me or use me.

TV is what made me a star. It rescued me when I had no work and gave me recognition.

My films are as much for the people as they are for me. The reception affects me, but doesn't change me as a person. That's important.

I love the mixture that's in me. It makes me me. And that's why it's such a shame that people waste energy in denying who they are.

Jesus, Food of strong souls, strengthen me, purify me, make me godlike

Pet me, touch me, love me, that's what I get when I perform. That's when I'm really getting what I want.

I get people coming up to me and telling me that they are proud of me for what I've achieved. That is lovely.

Every boss I've ever had has challenged me, pushed me, believed in me, and led by example.

I wanted to be somewhere else ... Someplace where the sight of me sobbing would tie me to no one and no one to me.

Mix me with violence, blend me with peace, Combine me with hate, and I can't face defeat.

I'd rather people love me or hate me than have no opinion of me. Indifference is scary.

Praise me not too much, Nor blame me, for thou speakest to the Greeks Who know me.

I've been living with myself all of my life, so I know all of me. So when I watch me, all I see is me. It's boring.

I sold my soul, you brought it back for me. And held me up, and gave me dignity.

Throughout my life, my prayers have actively sustained me - held me up, carried me through.

Dortmund is like family to me, and I'm proud that they had not forgotten about me and welcomed me back.

The world has changed around me. I've been me, and continuously being me in a constant, steadfast way.

Writing for me is a kind of compulsion, so I don't think anyone could have made me do it, or prevented me from doing it.

Football is what keeps me going, what makes me prosper, and what will keep me straight.

Me Brock Lesnar. Here comes the pain. God built me strong. Forget to give me brain.

Buy me a drink, sing me a song; take me as I come, cause I can't stay long.

When I was performing on streets, there was no pressure. People accepted me. They loved me without knowing me.

Shame on me, for me to have this platform and me to have this opportunity to stand up for something that I thought was unjust, and I passed on it. I can't do that.

I gotta stay in that light where people will see me and hear me. And not be scared of me, you know?

My mother hated me. Once she took me to an orphanage and told me to mingle

I experienced a lot of discrimination in the military. One commander told me that if my time of the month got in the way of my job, he would fire me. An instructor in pilot training continually failed me for subjective things, like judgment and situational awareness--I couldn't get him to tell me what I was doing wrong.

Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.

I mean, it blows me away that I have fans or I have people that know me in Iraq that are protecting me.

Jesus made me, so he should save me from pity, sympathy and idiots discussing me.

I like the dark; it is safer here, where no one can see me. The shadows caress me; friends hugging me.

I have good people around me who guide me, tell me where I should put my money.

The more vile the thing that's said about me, the less it affects me. It doesn't bother me at all.

I can walk down the street all day and people look at me, but they don't talk to me or stop me.

I wanted to become me, totally me. The more me, the better. I instinctively knew this and I was right.

Touch me, he thought, my arm, my hand, a finger. Let me know it's all right for me to have these feelings for you.

I would never ever dare to objectify anyone who has fed me, protected me or loved me.

I was morbidly obese. It was a way for me to create a shell around me so that nobody would look at me.

Spank me, whip me, let me come back home. Break out the leather, baby.

I find the whole concept of being 'sexy' embarrassing and confusing. If I do a photo-shoot, people desperately want to change me - dye my hair blonder, pluck my eyebrows, give me a fringe. Then there's the choice of clothes. I know everyone wants a picture of me in a mini-skirt. But that's not me.

I know being with me is not easy. But I want you to understand no one has me, or has ever had me, except you.

Nobody controls me. I'm uncontrollable. The only one who can control me is me, and even that's barely possible.

I cannot live without art: it excites me, it challenges me, and it leads me to the next thing.

That's what prison did for me, it isolated me, you know, it polished me up like a stone.

I was beaten up wherever I went, and people shouted at me and cursed me and threw things at me.

I suffered a lot when I tried to make sanitary napkins and promote the idea. My family - including my mother and wife - deserted me. Villagers even tied me to a tree and beat me. But after seeing me successful now, they come and say that they all knew that I would become famous one day.

Boxing has kept me off the streets, stops me smoking and drinking and gives me something to do.

My brother told me he was very proud of me, of the business I have built, and that gives me joy.

A guy like me, it's probably pretty hard for somebody to pinpoint what position to have me do, where to put me all the time.

What could you give me," I ask, my voice shaking, "to make me forget ... that you forgot about me?

Only God can judge me so I'm gone, either love me or leave me alone.

Growing up and being bullied, it's not a sad story for me. It's defined me and what made me so strong.

He sent you to redeem me, to comfort me, and to heal me—and that’s just so far,” he added with a smile.