In this post, you will find great Screaming Quotes from famous people, such as Mira Nair, Imelda May, Norman Reedus, Patrik Baboumian, William Singe. You can learn and implement many lessons from these quotes.
If the audience is screaming, I don’t really care. As long as it’s loud and sustained, I don’t care who they’re screaming for or what they’re screaming for. It’s when they get quiet, that’s when I get nervous.
How manypictures have you torn up because you hate them? What ends up in your scrapbook? The pictures where you look like a good guy and a good family man, and the children look adorable – and they’re screaming the next minute. I’ve never seen a family album of screaming people.
Phenomenalboxing fans, I’ve never seen anything like it, everywhere I go people screaming ‘let’s go champ‘ it’s just amazing; kids, elderly people, when it comes to boxing you can’t beat Great Britain.
When I usually go to my studio to work, I start with something that is going to take two minutes just to put some idea down and the next thing I know, ten hours have gone by and my family is screaming at me because they want me to come up to have dinner with them.
I shopped at Harrods and Louis Vuitton, as they were top on my priority list. And that’s when a friendly shopkeeper told me that I could get mugged as my luxurybags were screaming for attention. And he gave me garbage bags to cover them. So here I was walking around in London with garbage bags in my hand.
Looking at 70 from 49, I don’t see it slowing me down. Maybe I’ll need a nap during the day! I’m thinking when I’m 85 I’ll settle down a bit. But I’m going to fight, kicking and screaming, every step of the way.
When people are running up to me in the grocery store screaming, ‘Oh my God! Oh my God!’ that’s when I know I’m swervin’. As long as people are recognizing you and you matter to them, then you’re doing something right.
I see it every week – parentsshouting and screaming at kids. My dad was the same. He was always there, but he never interfered. Ron Greenwood, who was the manager of West Ham when I was a kid, wouldn’t allow any parent to shout from the touchline. He thought players should be allowed to think for themselves.
Dragged out of your bed at the age of seven, my mother screaming, six kids under the age of 12. I’m not equating my experience with the people who lived in Northern Ireland. But my dad was always out and about late at night, and I could not go to sleep until I knew he was in.
When I’m standing in a stadium packed with 80,000 screaming fans, I can’t just whip out my Biblebefore I run. That’s when I start praying! It’s so loud that I can’t even hear what I’m saying, but it always helps.
I don’t get recognized that much. That’s the best part of it. I tend to get things like, ‘You sound a lot like that guy on ‘Deadwood.’ And that’s lovely. I’ve been very fortunate. No giggling, screaming girls. None of that.
The other day, I woke up, and somebody sent me a screenshot, and it was Sylvester Stallone, Rambo himself. Tweeting my song. ‘Rambo.’ And I went absolutely nuts in my hotel. Like, I was jumping on the bed screaming.
If I wanted to curse you out, I would write everything I wanted to say to you in my diary, and it was like screaming in my head. After that, I would have no feelings for you; I wouldn’t be mad at you or upset because I already said it to you when I wrote it down. That’s what writing did for me.
You can’t have the real thing on camera – that’s the nature of cinema. When you see people like Daniel Day-Lewis and Ralph Fiennes screaming and hyperventilating, you’re seeing the phoniest kind of bad acting. You may as well have a ‘men at work’ sign. It’s not acting if you can see it.
Before you have a hit song, all you’re doing is banging on the door and screaming, ‘I’ve got something I want to play…’ Now with the hit songs, they’re like, ‘Okay man, we’re listening. Whaddya got for us?’
When I got my headshots done, there was this woman screaming at me to blow my lips out. She kept saying, ‘You want to be like Scarlett Johansson, don’t you?’ In the shot, my eyes are popping out; I look terrified. I realised I’d rather not get a job than go through pain to be something I’m not.
What ends up in your scrapbook? The pictures where you look like a good guy and a good family man, and the children look adorable – and they’re screaming the next minute. I’ve never seen a family album of screaming people.
People think that when they come up to me, screaming things into my ear, that I will respondaccording to what they want. I’ll turn around and smile and take the photo. But I’m not somebody’s marionette.
I think if they wanted to get me to leave ‘Children in Need,’ they’d have to drag me off screaming. It’s one thing that’s so close to my heart, and I feel passionately about it. I gave up my radio show, with regret, but knowing I’d done it for a long time, the same with Eurovision. But ‘Children in Need’ is different.
I used to think that the image of the press in the 1940s – a bunch of guys in hats screaming on the courthousesteps – was all baloney. I used to say, ‘I know reporters. We’re not like that.’ But we are.
How many times have we seen reality celebrities fall from grace – often through no fault of their own – and then go on a show like ‘Celebrity Big Brother‘ and say, ‘I want to show the public a different side of me.’ And I’m screaming at the telly going, ‘This is not therapy. This is voyeurism!’
When I’m about to go on stage, and I look out and just see the fans filled out in the arena, all pumped up and screaming – that gives me butterflies! I just love that feeling, and I’m like, ‘Oh my gosh, it’s gonna be a great show!’
In moments when I question if I should be having kids, I think of all those phone calls from my sister-in-law, in which, 3,000 miles away, I hear my nephews screaming for her attention. I tell her I have to go because I am packing to leave for Europe, and her tone flatlines: ‘That must be nice.’
When you have 20,000 people yelling and screaming at you, four other guys can concentrate on the floor. So every time I touch the basketball and everyone is yelling and chanting and doing things towards me, well, four other guys can concentrate.
It’s almost negligible sleep and insane amounts of plane rides, but I’m doing it. Your body is screaming out to you to not abuse it so much, but I love what I do in my Hindi films as well as with ‘Quantico,’ and I want to be able to balanceboth.
Opera? Just what the world needs: more fat women screaming.
Old people whimper, and cry, and belch, and make great hollow rumbling sounds at table; old peoplewake up in the middle of the night screaming, and find out they haven‘t even been asleep; and when old people are asleep, they try to wake up, and they can’t… not for the longest time.
One of my problems is I am getting so mature that I have to pick up a TV and toss it through the coffee table just to remind people of who I am. I want to go ranting and screaming into the grave.
I remember being two, maybe, and hearing my mum‘s typewriter in the other room and sticking my hands under the door and screaming, ‘Mum! Mum!’ I was so angry she wouldn’t come out. I got used to it quickly.
In New York, people are pretty cool, and you don’t catch a lot of grief. But in certainspots, man, it’s over. If I stand in the same place for more than 20 minutes or 10 minutes or something, there’ll be 40 people standing there, all screaming something different.
I like L.A., but I’m definitely a Brooklyn girl; I’m a city girl. I need the cars honking. I need the brightlights. I need people yelling in the middle of the night screaming at each other. I need all of that.
I stubbornly chose the most difficult sport for myself. When I reached the summit, I felt like screaming at the top of my voice. I wanted to tell the world: here I am. I have saved that moment inside me.
The way I pick who gets caked is generally by who shows me the most energy and is screaming for it. I still can’t help but ask myself… should I stop caking people? Will that stop the haters from hating? Stop giving the trolls more content to target me with?
Going back to my film education, I always have that voice in my head that’s always screaming, ‘Sell out!’ And that’s good: you want that, because it keeps you on your toes, and it’s important to remember what’s actually important.
25, 30 years ago, that meant something, they were making some money. And they were doing all sorts of comedy, screaming at the audience, basically crowd control. And then there was the whole urban comedy scene.
One doesn’t have to pursueunhappiness. It comes to you. You come into the world screaming. You cry when you’re born because your lungs expand. You breathe. I think that’s really kind of significant. You come into the world crying, and it’s a sign that you’re alive.
Normally you have more adrenaline and tension when you see 80,000 fans, screaming after every corner or chance. You have to push yourself and your teammates. Normally when there are fans you are focusedjust because of that. You feel mistakes more. Also you feel more if you score a goal.
For 20 years I’ve been screaming at these guitar companies, saying, ‘It’s abnormal to put your arm around an acoustic guitar that is about 6 to 8 inches deep.’ Your arm reaches over, and you start to strum, and then all of a sudden you get a charley horse in your back. The older you get, the greater the charley horse.
I heard that when Christina Aguilera went back to her prom, people, like, booed her. I can’t imagine going through that. If you know that’s going to happen, why put yourself in that situation? I’d rather play for 20,000 screaming people, you know?
Those who use ‘Correlation is not the same as causation’ as a magic incantation to dismiss all fact-using professions are fools holding a lit match in one hand and an open gas can in the other, screaming, ‘One has nothing to do with the other!’
My wife makes fun of me by calling me a grandpa because I have very little patience for inconsiderate children. So if we’re walking in the mall, and some kid goes by really fast on a skateboard, I become the grumpiest eighty-five-year-old man in the world and start screaming at them.
I know a lot of people dread going to work every morning, but my work is playing pretend and doing stunts and screaming. It’s a lot of fun and I get to play dress up. Every day is exciting and different and new and cool. I couldn’t be more grateful.
I was tired. I hadn’t slepteight hours in two, three years. I lived on four, five hours of sleep. You can do it during a campaign because thousands are screaming for you. You’re getting adrenaline shotseach day. Then the campaign ends, and there are no more shots.
Everything I’d taught myself about screaming is basically a big no-no for singing. Your posture, your airflow – you’re just pushing all the air out. When you start out, you’re fast, heavy and loud but you’re hiding behind it in a way. When you stop screaming, that’s when it gets hard.
I love single life! Why would it be boring? I mean, I get to travel around and have loads of girls screaming at me, so it’s definitely not boring. However, it can get lonely on the road, but I’m sorted I’ve got good people around me.
I was shooting for a Telugu film at the Taj Mahal in Agra, and there were all these women and childrenpointing and screaming, ‘Rowdy Rathore.’ But I am not really ‘Rowdy Rathore.’ I am the guy who did the originalversion of ‘Rowdy Rathore’ six years ago.
I get along very well with the cast of ’30 Rock.’ I guess I bring a certain quirkiness to the show as well. I’m just thankful they keepasking me. I didn’t think I was going to be asked back so every time they say, ‘We want you back,’ I’m screaming. I’m jumping up and down and screaming.
It’s really different without the fans, because there is less atmosphere, no screaming after every corner or chance. But the positive is you can communicate with each other. You can speak with each other. You can hear what the coach is screaming on the touchline.
I know there’s an impression that I’m someone who seeks to have violent confrontations with people. I don’t. Do I regret screaming at some guy who practically clipped my kid in the head with the lens of a camera? Yeah, I probably do, because it’s only caused me problems.
I remember my uncle, who was a jazzpianist, when we did Deep Purple ‘In Rock,’ he ran from the room screaming, holding his ears: ‘I can’t hear anything. I can’t hear any instruments.’ And I was rubbing my hands going, ‘Great.’
Think of it this way: performing is like sprintingwhile screaming for three, four minutes. And then you do it again. And then you do it again. And then you walk a little, shouting the whole time. And so on. Your adrenaline quickly overwhelms your conditioning.
Sometimes I just got off of an international flight and people are like running up, screaming and hollering, and want to take pictures. They don’t really understand like, ‘Dude, I’m tired. Just say hello. Keep it moving.’
I know me, and I know that I’m not somebody that particularly merits a lot of screaming and shouting. And there’s nothing special about me as opposed to hundreds of thousands of other people everywhere.
Nat doing ‘Fault’ was the greatest thing for our band, and the only reason that our song got in it because Nat was screaming it in the movie. Now we can say that we have a song in ‘Fault in Our Stars,’ and we have a thousand fans who went to listen to our music because we performed at an event for ‘Fault in Our Stars.’
As a producer, I try to bring as many nice people as I can to insure that there’s no screaming, there’s no shouting, there’s no bullying. The more of those kind of people that you can bring together, the better the experience everyone has on set.
When you grow up in a violent home, the fights, the screaming, the pain all blur together. To survive, you block as much of it out of your head as you can in the moment. You try to forget it going forward.
I used to go to my kids’ soccer games and I was the only parent who wasn’t screaming, because I’d have to do a show that night. It was hard. Moms and dads get more emotional at those soccer and Little League games than at a professional game.
When you think about rock at its origin, and you think of the Beatles and millions of kids screaming as loud as they can and running as fast as they can towards the Beatles, there’s no one who is that kind of lightningrod, who commands that kind of power and has that kind of creative magma.
No one knows this, but when I would play the clubs back in ’65, ’66, they used to call me ‘Screaming Chicken,’ ’cause I would go out and scream, fall on the ground, beat myself, smash stuff, jump through the ceiling, roll on the floor, and act like I was having epileptic fits.
I’m drawn to almost any piece of writing with the words ‘divine love’ and ‘impeachment‘ in the first sentence. But I know the word ‘divine’ makes many progressive people run screaming for their cute little lives, and so one hesitates to use it.
I can remember an Inter-Verona and we arrived at the stadium an hour and a half before kick-off and there were already 85,000 fans screaming our names. It sent shivers down your spine. I am proud of one thing and that is that I really gave all of my energy for those people.
My first day on the set of ‘John Adams’, I was just supposed to fly to Virginia for a costumefitting. But the director figured, why notshoot it, too? So they threw me into a dress that didn’t fit, gave me lines I hadn’t seen, in a dialect I didn’t know, and two screaming, arching infants.
I’ll never forget, I was talking to the singer in one of the heavier rock bands I was in, and it was like a screaming band, and I was like, ‘Man, why don’t we make a song that’s like ‘Let’s Celebrate!.’
‘Society‘s Child’ was a real hard record to start with. That’s all you want is for you to put your first record out and have people screaming at you in the streets. But it taught me right away that what I was doing was valuable and important.
How real can your music be if you wake up in the morning hearing birds and crickets? I never hear birds when I wake up. Just a lot of construction work, the smell of Chinese takeout, children screaming, and everybody knocking a different track from ‘Ready to Die’ as they pass down the street.