I think I'm probably an assassin and not a Templar, but no doubt we're probably run by people with Templar mentalities.

We all have our time machines, don't we. Those that take us back are memories...And those that carry us forward, are dreams.

At age 10 or 12 he's going to boarding school in the Isle of Wight. The Isle of Wight is, of course, down at the bottom of England just off South Hampton.

We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.

I was the youngest. The yule lamb. The one who always got away without doing the washing up. My sister was four years older, and my brother six years.

What takes us back to the past are the memories. What brings us forward is our dreams.

It's just money; it's made up. Pieces of paper with pictures on it so we don't have to kill each other just to get something to eat.

When it seems that someone has shattered your dreams....pick up even the smallest of pieces and use them to build bigger and better dreams.

So the better my partner or my opposition, however you like to think about it, the better my game.

I think I would not be described as a character actor in that I don't take on characteristics which are very alien to me.

Most people are robust. If a man puts his hand on a woman’s bottom, any woman worth her salt can deal with it. It is communication. Can’t we be friendly?

Nothing is easier than to admit in words the truth of the universal struggle for life, or more difficult--at least I have found it so--than constantly to bear this conclusion in mind.

A peaceful mind is the source of all joy and all happiness.

She was always young at heart, kind of dumb, kind of smart, and I loved her so.

I probably dreamt about running off to America or something when I was 16 because it just seemed like I was studying algebra and going, 'What am I going to use this for?

Because when some people are invisible, everyone suffers.

I didn't know my father very well; I only met him a few times.

It took a while for her to figure out she could run but when she did she was long gone, Long gone.

Hospitality in the prairie country is not limited. Even if your enemy passes your way, you must feed him before you shoot him.

You can't motivate a student you don't know.

Just do something that lights you up, and lights up your customers, and lights up the world and scale to that.