Give her hell from us, Peeves.
From Fred Astaire I learned discipline and hard work.
I spent an entire evening seated between Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, being charmed from either side. It was pure Hollywood magic.
I am the Fred Astaire of karate.
Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards and in high heels.
Being a shy, little, skinny Asian kid growing up in the Silicon Valley with low self-esteem, [dancers like Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly and Michael Jackson] made me believe in something bigger.
Our children await Christmas presents like politicians getting in election returns: there's the Uncle Fred precinct and the Aunt Ruth district still to come in.
I wish I was born in that era: dancing with Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, going to work at the studio dressed in beautiful pants, head scarves, and sunglasses.
Did any artist ever bring more pure joy to more people than Fred Astaire?
No dancer can watch Fred Astaire and not know that we all should have been in another business.
My uncle, who was a little more flamboyant, always said the guy who dressed the best was Fred Astaire.
I went over to say hi to Rob and he introduced me to Wayne and Fred.
I had made a radical purchase of some brown Beatle boots. Wayne was like 'Where did you get those boots! Who is this guy?
When I met him, he hadn't eaten for days, and lived in a rathole.
But his rifle was clean and he had lots of ammunition. Whenever he heard shooting he ran towards it. If it was workers shooting at priests, state officials, capitalists, or cops, he'd empty his rifle as fast as he could fill it. But if two groups of workers ever shot at each other, he'd risk his life by standing between them and shouting, When workers kill each other, there is no more reason to live! Kill me from both sides. -- Luisa Nachalo
Where is Wood? said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there.
Still in the showers, said Fred. We think he's trying to drown himself.
Fred Astaire is my hero. I love him because he was willing to kill himself to make his art look effortless. And because he proved it's possible to be an artist and a good person.
A Yale University management professor in response to student Fred Smith's paper proposing reliable overnight delivery service: The concept is interesting and well-formed, but in order to earn better than a 'C', the idea must be feasible.
The last time we had Freddy in reality was part two and Freddy sort of went out on his own.
I acted three times with Fred MacMurray, three times with Martin and Lewis, four times with Rock Hudson. Three times with Glenn Ford.
I don't want to be nasty but let's just say Robbie Williams is no Freddie Mercury.
The only thing that frightens me a little is when I'm called Kevin rather than Fred, but that's how people have known me for so many years. So, I can't really blame them.
I know great songwriters. Fred Neil would come up when he was in L.A., we all used to hang out. He would sit there and sing, and we would just melt. I mean, we would go to his recording sessions.
I was very laced with drugs myself, but Fred seemed to be even more so than me.
That might have had something to do with it. That might have had something to do with nobody wanting to play my records, too, I don't know.
The savage repression of blacks, which can be estimated by reading the obituary columns of the nation's dailies, Fred Hampton, etc., has not failed to register on the black inmates.
My father, Fred Carter, Jr., is definitely an extraordinaire.
I was sent there by the Free Congress Committee, headed by Paul Weyrich.
Fred Smith and I were sent down as observers, with reporters' credentials, so we could witness the events.
I was asked to act when I couldn't act.
I was asked to sing 'Funny Face' when I couldn't sing, and dance with Fred Astaire when I couldn't dance - and do all kinds of things I wasn't prepared for. Then I tried like mad to cope with it.
I had heard Ornette a couple of times, but I didn't really know where he was coming from until we started the record and it was beautiful, Fred. It opened up my mind.
Well, my sister played trumpet. Can you imagine having a sister blowing the trumpet around the house, Fred? And my brother, he played piano. Everybody was playing some kind of music, so it was natural for me to get into it.