I saw her disappear from my life like a star that fades into obscurity behind a veil of clouds.

Have the courage to walk away, those that value you will want you back, & those that do not won't hold you back.

Maybe if we just lay beneath the stars long enough, all our worries will dissipate into the cosmos. And we can lay there motionless, yet sailing across the stars.

A sad lesson that was mine to learn is that you can't lose what was never truly yours. Nor can you hold to things that simply do not wish to be held.

Amidst the dim & desolate backdrop that was my world, a seed of hope bloomed into a garden of joyous wonder.

We put our lives on hold for people who so easily forget about us.

Even the brightest stars burn out eventually.

Sometimes, we want what we want. Even if we know it's going to kill us.

I would much rather lose people than compromise my beliefs & values to please them.

Just take my hand &let us dance under a chandelier of starlight.

Just take my hand & let us dance under a chandelier of starlight.

I've probably been spit on more that any person alive outside of, I would say, a member of the prison system.

Too much work will create too much motivation for the strong, and a big collapse for the weak! Strength gets great strength from the challenges!

A lot of local food is very tasty. I'm very happy to eat it. I just don't think it's the same thing as saving the world.

The world is richer than ever, and the gaps between rich and poor are wider.

Where else but the NBA could people like Bill Russell, Spencer Haywood, Ricky Barry, Dennis Rodman, and Allen Iverson come in and be allowed to be who they are?

If you don’t tell people about your success, they probably won’t know about it.

Working at BBC, at the head of one of the top dramas, is a tradition for great actors.

People who hate in concrete terms are dangerous. People who manage to hate only in abstracts are the ones worth having for your friends.

I don't really worry so much about image. I try to just live my own life, my personal life, to my own sense of morality. In terms of the kinds of characters that I play, well, they could be anything.

In the heat of the Russian summer a sleeping car is the most horrible instrument of martyrdom imaginable.