Best Like Her Quotes

My mother… she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.

I can’t leave now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.

A lady wants to be dressed exactly like everybody else but she gets pretty up- set if she sees anybody else dressed exactly like her.

The more that we gather at the seasonal tides of Nature, the more we become like Nature. When we become like Her it is easier to understand Her.

A fluent tongue is the only thing a mother don’t like her daughter to resemble her in.

I like her; I could watch her the rest of my life. She has breasts that smile.

You and Teacher, said Molly. Yes, said Peter. She’s very clever. You’ll like her. I’m sure, said Molly.

The more attention Hillary Clinton gives to the country, the less people seem to like her.

You don’t like the girl. You don’t know what color eyes she has, you don’t like her.

I was a huge Ann-Margret fan, and I wanted to be like her.

Annika’s my role model, and I wish in the future I could be like her.

A girl can tell I like her when I blush or start telling bad jokes.

One of the great logical puzzles is how a woman is always like her mother but never like her sister.

Which lady would I like to meet? Um, I don’t know that there’s anybody left that I didn’t meet. But the one that I really wanted to meet died and that was Princess Diana. I really wanted to get to know her. I like her.

Diana Krall knocks me out. I like jazz and I like her simple approach.

I could never learn to like her, except on a raft at sea with no other provisions in sight.

I wish I had Wonder Woman’s magic lasso like her to make people tell the truth.

I would say she’s definitely not shy, like her dad

Her desire for fame is like her hair. It keeps getting bigger. [on Diana Ross

My father could be very distancing. My clearest memory is of him squatting, watering plants for hours and hours at a time, completely silent. He was very self-contained; my mother was more outgoing and chatty and social. I’m certainly more like her.

My dream is to be Endora in Bewitched. That’s the part I want to do. I want to do a fabulous old woman. I want to be Maggie Smith someday. Not exactly like her, but that genre. I like that kind of humor – sophisticated, vain stuff.

My mom’s younger sister was born with Down syndrome. I was close to my grandmother when I was growing up. I remember talking to my grandmother about politics, and she told me that she regularly voted for the Democrats because she knew that they were going to look out for people like her daughter. That made an impression on me, too.

I wondered why it had to be so poisonous. Oleanders could live through anything, they could stand heat, drought, neglect, and put out thousands of waxy blooms. So what did they need poison for? Couldn’t they just be bitter? They weren’t like rattlesnakes, they didn’t even eat what they killed. The way she boiled it down, distilled it, like her hatred. Maybe it was a poison in the soil, something about L.A., the hatred, the callousness, something we didn’t want to think about, that the plant concentrated in its tissues. Maybe it wasn’t a source of poison, but just another victim.

I rebelled by not getting straight A’s and not following the path that my elder sister did. She was valedictorian and is very exemplary in her way. I look a lot like her, so I just had to do the opposite. Not that I got bad grades, but I was all about performance and just finding any way that I could to be involved in any kind of production.

If a woman likes another woman, she’s cordial. If she doesn’t like her, she’s very cordial.

I find Lady Gaga hilarious. And I kind of like her. My heart’s warmed to her.

Madonna is a pro. I don’t like her and have no respect for her but- I don’t think she should be called a musician or a dancer or whatever you know, but I do have, well I do have respect for her ability to completely manipulate the media and have them work for her.

She’s quite skinny, like me, but nice skinny. Roller-skate skinny. I watched her once from the window when she was crossing over Fifth Avenue to go to the park, and that’s what she is, roller-skate skinny. You’d like her.

Even the majority of their own voters do not support them. It’s something like 25 percent of [Donald] Trump supporters that actually support him. The majority actually hates Hillary [Clinton], and the same is true for Hillary. One-third of her supporters really like her. They dislike fear and hate Donald Trump. What’s wrong with this picture?

Don’t tell a woman she’s pretty; tell her there’s no other woman like her, and all roads will open to you.

And she’s feeling like her worth is between her legs.

Hello, Harry! she said. Er — my name’s Barny, said Harry, flummoxed. Oh, have you changed that too? she asked brightly. How did you know — ? Oh, just your expression, she said. Like her father, Luna was wearing bright yellow robes, which she had accessorized with a large sunflower in her hair. Once you got over the brightness of it all, the general effect was quite pleasant. At least there were no radishes dangling from her ears.

-no girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully her soul showing out radiant as an angel wandering in hell and the hell the selfsame streets I’d roamed in watching, watching for someone just like her and never dreaming the darkness and the mystery and eventuality of our meeting in eternity.

Clavo saca clavo. Nothing sacas nothing, you reply. No one will ever be like her.

I like woman who doesn’t necessarily care if other people like her. She is she who she is and figures people can take it or leave it. What I do like is a woman who has the guts to tell exactly as she feels. It’s not appealing when a woman dresses to please a man. It’s way more attractive if she has her own distinct style and wears what she feels best in.