Top 1200 Stalking Me Quotes & Sayings - Page 15

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.

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

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

For those who believed in me or not, because I knew there'd be people in there who didn't believe in me but would cheer for me.

It's no secret - if you know me, have ever met me or have shared a meal with me - that I'm a passionate environmentalist.

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.

An album is such a personal thing. It's something I always wanted to do. It's me doing me, singing as me.

I crave ideas, and when an idea hits me, it grips me and it tortures me until I master it.

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

Writing is the thing that sustains me and keeps me going. It is a form of self-preservation for me.

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

To reach me, you must move to me. Your attack offers me an opportunity to intercept you.

If someone calls me vain and mean, I know that he trusts me and has something to confess to me.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. I got a big fat mama trying to break me.

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

It occurs to me it is not so much the aim of the devil to lure me with evil as it is to preoccupy me with the meaningless.

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

Food makes me happy. Make me work round the clock, but just feed me first!

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

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

Animals have always been therapeutic for me to work with; they help me get me grounded from being on the road.

Movies have only fascinated me; they've cultivated me, made me the person I am today.

I have a mother that's very strong and family that surround me and constantly tell me they love me.

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

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.

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

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.

Fighting's given me confidence but it's also broken me down and kept me humble.

Julie always tried to stand beside me, or talk to me, or in some other way mortify me.

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

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

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

I have no regrets. The best thing to happen to me was for Lorne Michaels to hire me and fire me.

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

My parents never raised their hand or fired me. Their way of disciplining me was to tell me what is right or wrong.

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'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.

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

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

And yet I know I am too young, that we're too young, for me to live my life only as it relates to you. If you had asked me to marry you the night you first told me about your acceptance, I would have embraced Princeton as part of a larger plan that involved me. I probably would have reacted differently. I might even had said yes. Alas, you didn't ask me then. You made plans for your future without me in mind, And that's okay. But how can you now ask me to arrange my life around you?

You can give me detention. Oh, wait, that's right...you aren't the boss of me. So I guess you can just bite me. -Dean

The Lord called me by the way of simplicity and humility, and this way He hath shown me in truth for me and those who will believe and imitate me. And therefore I would that ye name not to me any rule, neither of St. Augustine, nor St. Benedict, nor of Bernard, nor any way or form of living, but that which was mercifully shown and given me by the Lord.

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 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.

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.

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.

Ladies love me, girls adore me I mean even the ones who never saw me

Hard as it is to believe, there were three magazines fighting over me. 'Newsweek' wanted to keep me, 'ESPN The Magazine' was coming into existence and wanted me, and 'SI' wanted to bring me back. Isn't that amazing? I had a choice, like a free agent.

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

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.

For, as it is written in the book of the Prophets: 'And the angel that spoke in me, said to me...' He does not say, 'Spoke to me' but 'Spoke in me'.

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.

Working out, for me, gives me energy in the day and just makes me happy.

If Ferrari wanted me, they would have approached me. I want to work with people who want me. If they don't want me, it is no problem.

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

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