When books are opened, we discover that we have wings

The expert in anything was once a beginner.

If you rest, you rust.

We relish news of our heroes, forgetting that we are extraordinary to somebody too.

The good die young but not always. The wicked prevail but not consistently. I am confused by life, and I feel safe within the confines of the theatre.

Love is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy.

People who refuse to rest honorably on their laurels when they reach retirement age seem very admirable to me.

There is only one terminal dignity - love.

When traveling with someone, take large does of patience and tolerance with your morning coffee.

From your parents you learn love and laughter and how to put one foot before the other. But when books are opened you discover that you have wings.

Problems are very complicated when you don't know the solutions.

You learn in this business: It you want a friend, get a dog.

The higher we are placed, the more humbly we should walk.

Cleaning up after themselves was a low priority for Margo and my mother. They had both recovered from cancer scares, failed marriages, and lost hope; in their opinion, dirt could wait.

To accept an unorthodoxy is always to inherit unresolved contradictions

Being married is like having somebody permanently in your corner. It feels limitless, not limited.

Very few great goals actually go in.

The more you learn, I think the more you realise who you are and what you want and what you believe and what you want to be and where you want to end up.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

My duty is to obey orders.