Everyone is wrong about the future.

The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.

She admired her passion, knowing that passion is by definition excessive.

If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?

If I were a doctor, I would diagnose his condition thus: "The patient is suffering from nostalgic insufficiency.

an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past.

It was the incommunicable scent of this country, its intangible essence, that she had brought along with her to France.

Eventually we come to know and understand a lot of things, but it's too late, because a whole life has already been determined at a stage when we didn't know a thing.

I've been very, very lucky in my career, in my life - from day one. When aspiring directors say, 'What's your advice?' first I say, 'Be born the son of a famous director. It's invaluable.'

I've always thought something that makes you laugh, it makes you laugh because there's a little bit of truth to it.

We do need great change in Burma. We are trying to build a new society, a society where basic human rights are respected, and where our people enjoy all the benefits of democratic institutions.

I'm the Lord of the Dance! F-k Michael Flatley, it's me!

Demagoguery beats data in making public policy.

And why not?” “You know why! This is a bad idea.” “Perhaps I like a challenge.” “Perhaps you’re a glutton for punishment!” “Perhaps I am in love.

My mother died when I was young, and I was filming all the time. I was all over the place. Acting was the one constant.

Poetry teaches the enormous force of a few words, and, in proportion to the inspiration, checks loquacity.

Slander reveals the greatest truth about the coward implementing it.

There is no being capable of a spiritual life who does not have within him a jungle. Where the wolf constantly HOWLS and the OBSCENE bird of night chatters endlessly.