Teri Garr Quotes

When you hear the word disabled, people immediately think about people who can't walk or do everything that people take for granted.But I find the real disability is people who can't find joy in life and are bitter. " Teri Garr

Why did you have to say that thing about Teri Garr?' said Peters. 'Here I am introducing you to a beautiful woman—' ¶ 'Oh, for God's sake,' said Hollis. 'She's an undergraduate—she must be eighteen years old.' ¶ 'So? You're only twenty-three,' said Peters. 'Love is ageless. Besides, you're probably the most undergraduate person I know. And I know a lot of undergraduates.' ¶ In the row of darkened storefronts there was one lighted window, a café where people were loading up on coffee and pastries after a night of drinking. ¶ 'How would you feel if somebody said you looked like Scott Bakula, or something? Or Bronson Pinchot? God, no wonder Eileen dumped you.' ¶ 'Teri Garr's pretty well-preserved,' Hollis said calmly. 'Anyway, I broke up with Eileen, not the other way around, if you want to know the truth.' ¶ 'That's what they all say,' said Peters.

For all the pain and work, the bruises and the bloody toes, I knew that dancing made me happy, happier than I'd ever been.

My father's death was the saddest thing that had ever happened to me. It was unimaginably devastating, not just because I was eleven, but because my relationship with him was so unresolved. I was too young to realize how much I resented his vices and absences, too young to realize how much what we see, feel, and sense in our households and between our parents influences who we become.

My mother taught us to be proud no matter what we had or what we looked like, as long as we were good people with real friends and interesting experiences.

I learned a big lesson from that: People come and go in life, but when the ones who really matter resurface, it's best to let bygones be bygones and focus on the good.

I guess what it comes down to is that I was happy to entertain, even if it was at my own expense.

One of the only things we can control about any affliction- and life in general- is our attitude toward dealing with it.

People struggle with how to react to illness, and I think it's part of human nature to over-respond, whether with undo pity, discrimination or just plain wackiness.

Life is a progressive disease. In fact, life is the leading cause of death. We're all doomed. Ain't none of us getting out of this alive!

But as this chorus of tingling, tripping, beeping, and stabbing reached a crescendo, I couldn't ignore my symptoms anymore. My body was a discordant symphony, and I was definitely not the conductor.