Usually when I take my films to festivals, I feel incredibly anxious about them. I wonder how it will be received, how the audience will react. I feel deeply responsible for them.
I look at my clarinet sometimes and I think, I wonder what's going to come out of there tonight? You never know.
I wonder what it would have been like if I could actually sing.
I worry that I can come off smarmy. I wonder if I was listening to myself if I'd want to kick my own ass.
I was so tired once 'Abba' was over and just wanted to be calm and with my children. I married, was in 'Abba,' had my children, divorced, all in ten years. I wonder how I managed it, but I was young.
I'd like to challenge Ryback to a match - in real life - just to see. I think I could take him, but I wonder how Ryback would react to getting slapped.
They used to talk about it in shop class, say, 'That kid right there can sing,' and I was going, like, 'I wonder who they're talking about?'
We're going through all the checklist, getting in position to make the entry and all that... And I think either Pete, Dick, or I said, 'Well, I wonder how those parachutes are doing?' And then someone else said... 'Well, we'll find out in about 55 minutes!'
I wonder sometimes if manufacturers of foolproof items keep a fool or two on their payroll to test things.
I think if you were between maybe 6 and 16, there was nothing like Apollo, and I wonder if there can be something like that again. We'll just have to see.
