Top 1200 Rough Drafts Quotes & Sayings - Page 6

Such is the fate of simple Bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd

Let's not be too rough on our own ignorance, it's what makes America great.

... when things get rough, a breakthrough is just on the other side of the pain.

Being unemployed - or working at minimum wage - is rough in the best of circumstances.

Because the road is rough and long, Should we despise the skylark's song?

Do my eyes deceive me, or is Senna's Lotus sounding rough?

I guess we go through multiple rough patches in all of our relationships.

We can't avoid that our daily and intimate manner of speaking is sometimes rough.

We lived in a real rough place but my mother kept me straight.

If winning or losing is going to define your life, you're on a rough road.

Other than dying, I think puberty is probably about as rough as it gets.

I'm pretty rough on my laptops. I go through about two a year.

I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal trying to reach my goal.

In my office in Florida I have, I think, 30 manuscript piles around the room. Some are screenplays or comic books or graphic novels. Some are almost done. Some I'm rewriting. If I'm working with a co-writer, they'll usually write the first draft. And then I write subsequent drafts.

Regret is an uneven hand, a rough palm at the cheek — tender and calloused.

There will be rough nights but joy really does come in the morning.

Tennis is such a physically demanding sport, and it can be so rough on the body at the pro level.

Hillary Clinton has had a very rough experience with Benjamin Netanyahu.

I did improv at Yale, with the Exit Players. It was great, but they played a little rough.

I don't think the competition's so rough, within the majority of movies made in Hollywood.

Great sea captains are made in rough waters and deep seas.

I never kick my ball in the rough or improve my lie in a sand trap. For that I have a caddie.

My teachers treated me as a diamond in the rough, someone who needed smoothing.

One of the things that I love about writing novels is that it really doesn't matter what next step you take as long as you're pursuing some intuition or instinct. Of course, then, intuitions or instincts don't make for great novels, but they often make for good first drafts.

Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed King.

I ride rough waters, and shall sink with no one to save me.

I'm not mad at anybody for that, but when I lost my deal at Capitol, things got rough.

School was kind of rough for me. People weren't always the nicest with what I was doing.

It's been a rough 2020 for all us. Everybody in the world. Including myself.

I've learnt to accept what has happened to my voice, I suppose, but I do wish it didn't sound quite so rough.

I'm certain prison is pretty rough as it is but imagine if you were a murderer and a foodie!

We are all amazing and magical as we are. Just remember to remind me of that on rough days.

It's about being steady and taking the rough with the smooth, but that's life as a goalkeeper.

Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.

When I read, you know, a rough neighborhood of Portland, I'm like - what? - they didn't have kombucha bars there?

Democrats all claim they'll get rough with the terrorists, but they can't even face Brit Hume.

I love hitting into the rough because it gets me close to the people.

My acting career helped pull me through the rough times.

I am violently untidy. My desk is overcrowded. I write my first drafts in longhand in a long notebook using a plastic throwaway fountain pen. Then I work on a word processor using a different desk and a different room.

I'm a black belt in karate. I grew up on the outskirts of Paris, and it was rough.

I need contrast-the old and the new, the rough and the soft. The clash of it all is very sexy.

It had been an odd, kind of rough year for me when 'CSI' ended.

Ay; beauty's princely majesty is such, Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough.

I get a lot of fan mail addressed to Bilbo and sometimes Sir Bilbo - it's hardly ever addressed to Ian Holm, in fact. My business manager drafts the replies, and then I pop in to the office and sign them, 'Bilbo!'

I had done 17 drafts of 'Heyy Babyy' before the final screenplay emerged. It's actually based on the wild lifestyle of a friend. In fact, when he saw 'Heyy Babyy' he threatened to sue me and said I'd better pay him royalty.

Your spouse, a sibling, a friend need to read your drafts. They have to be people unafraid to tell you what sucks. For early feedback, that's more important than professional editorial skill. Most people know what sucks.

Unfortunately, a lot of executives aren't like producers, and can't hear the diamond in the rough.

There is a destiny that shapes our ends rough, hew them as we will.

I can get really obsessive. I like writing many drafts, and I try not to because it is very time-consuming, especially when you're working on a novel. But I do like to take a story and reorder it, put things in different places. This allows me to see things in a new and sometimes surprising way.

Whenever I've had a rough day, I like to pour my frustration into my workouts.

I wanted to preserve the feeling of remembering her just months after her death - the raw immediacy of it, so the drafts were really about getting the language right, getting the pitch right, keeping the voice austere and plainspoken.

I came from a good family and a nice area, but I went to a rough state school.

Virtue shuns ease as a companion. It demands a rough and thorny path.

There is nothing so agonizing to the fine skin of vanity as the application of a rough truth.

The first drafts of my novels have all been written in longhand, and then I type them up on my old electric. I have resisted getting a computer because I distrust the whole PC thing. I don't think a great book has yet been written on computer.

I had kind of a rough childhood, so I created my own reality.

The holidays are a rough time for the homeless, but it's a year-round problem we have to solve.

Beautiful men and women with distorted shadows came and scorched their handprints onto doors before vanishing skyward, drafts of heat billowing behind them with the whumph of unseen wings. Here and there, feathers fell, and they were like tufts of white fire, disintegrating to ash as soon as they touched the ground.

Get used to a rough life, for luxury does not last forever.

On the last drafts, I focus on the words themselves, including the rub of vowels and consonants, stressed and unstressed syllables. Yet even at this stage I'm often surprised. A different ending or a new character shows up and I'm back to where I began, letting the story happen, just trying to stay out of the way.