Quote by Liv Tyler
I love my dad, although Im definitely critical of him sometimes, l

I love my dad, although Im definitely critical of him sometimes, like when his pants are too tight. But I love him so much and I try to be really supportive of him. – Liv Tyler

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When I was pregnant. I exercised and was healthy, but it was also the first time since I was 14 that I wasnt on a diet. – Liv Tyler

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Oh, my God, this amazing cool breeze is coming through my window and the sun is shining. Im happy. – Liv Tyler

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Life excites me-just little, normal, everyday things. Getting out of bed. Getting dressed. Making food. I find it all exciting. – Liv Tyler

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Before, I guess, mum and dad were everything, but now, in my case, I had two new girls and all of a sudden theyre completely dependent on you and theres a third generation. Its a funny shift all of a sudden. You have the babies, you have yourself and then you have your parents. – Roger Federer

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When I was about 12 and first started wearing lipstick, my dad would ask, Are you wearing makeup? I would say back, Youre wearing more makeup there than I am! – Georgia Jagger

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My dad was my first coach and drove me extremely hard from a very young age. – Candace Parker

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My dads not a very intimidating father figure. – Georgia Jagger

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