In the end, people believed what they wanted to believe. The truth had very little to do with it.

When I first submerged my feet into frigid water, they hurt so badly I yanked them out again. I persisted, dunking them for longer and longer periods, until the cold finally blistered.

He has never understood that sometimes real love requires one to let the beloved go. Probably he never will.

The man who melts With social sympathy though not allied Is of more worth than a thousand kinsmen.

I know what it's like to have a broken heart. I know what it's like to feel pain: When my songs don't become hits, it breaks my heart. There are a million ways to break a heart. I can relate.

The way it works: The orchestra plays a few selections of its own and I terminate the first part of the programme on piano, usually with a movement from a Mozart concerto.

The Church offers the medicine of the divine mercy so that healed souls can grasp the truth that will liberate them in the fullest meaning of human freedom.

Sooner or later something seems to call us onto a particular path... this is what I must do, this is what I've got to have. This is who I am.

I have no interest in writing confessions, in deliberately baring myself to my readers. I prefer to remain behind a screen.

I think if you have a good night's sleep, you can take on the world.

Naturally we need black men to give this movie serious credibility.