We do not choose our fate, we can only choose if we accept it. Fate will take us where it will, whether we will it or not.” (Sister Mira)

When a man comes out of great danger, he is apt to be a little deaf to the call of duty.

Trust dies but mistrust blossoms.

I like to have a massage therapist come to my house, get a massage, take a bath, go to bed. That's a perfect night alone for me.

Paintings are too hard. The things I want to show are mechanical. Machines have less problems. I'd like to be a machine, wouldn't you?

What I hankered for was an account of knowledge which would do far more than get our intuitions about cases right; I wanted a kind of account which would somehow be explanatory.

When a role for a young guy is being offered to me, I think of River Phoenix. It feels like a loss.

Success for me is just having a job and have the studio feel confident that I can go out there and make a movie that people will enjoy.

The President seems to extend executive privilege way out past the atmosphere. What he says is executive privilege is nothing but executive poppycock.

A man in earnest finds means or, if he cannot find, creates them.

I can't imagine playing a boring gig. Like, a boring audience without reaction, I will play against them.