Sulphurous wind gusted in his wake the dust of the street swirled and the folds of his black coat flapped against his thin body.

So, I poisoned his coffee this morning and watched him drink it.

I told you. I’ve been watching.” She twirled, her arms outstretched. “Watching, watching, watching.

Ashes, ashes.” Her whispered words of an old rhyme smashed through the silence as thunder, and in unison, the shadow figures answered.“We all fall down.

I was raised to be ashamed of my ignorance, and to try to do something about it if at all possible.

But maybe she should turn the other way while I get dressed. Wouldn't want to ruin her for other men. - Dean

A person is only as big as the dream they dare to live.

Art hath an enemy called ignorance.

If I were ever stranded on a desert island, there would be 3 things I’d need: food, shelter, and a grip.

Everybody reads for me. I was never weird about that. I never minded coming in and reading. They should know if I'm the right person, and I should know if I want to do a movie.

Cancer' is such a frightening word.

All artists today are expected to cultivate a little fashionable unhappiness.

Heroes are very human, most of them; very easily touched by praise.

A multitude is strong while it holds together, but so soon as each of those who compose it begins ro think of his own private danger, it becomes weak and contemptible.