You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts.

Word spread because word will spread. Stories and secrets fight, stories win, shed new secrets, which new stories fight, and on.

It felt like being a child again, though it was not. Being a child is like nothing. It's only being. Later, when we think about it, we make it into youth.

Sometimes translation stops you understanding.

Being a child is like nothing. It's only being. Later, when we think about it, we make it into youth.

I needed to be alone for whatever would happen. I knew that something would as certainly as if this were a last chapter.

I'd never understood the injunction not to regret anything, couldn't see how that wasn't cowardice...

A promise fulfilled may be a classic moment, but prophecies mean anticlimax. How much more awesome was an unexpected salvation?

Intellect is not wisdom.

Will you shed your tears for the souls of the nations?

As we grow old, the beauty steals inward.

All the inspiration I ever needed was a phone call from a producer.

When I look at tricks, I look at Michael Vick.

No man speaketh, or should speak, of his prince, that which he hath not weighed whether it will consist with that veneration which should be preserved inviolate to him.

I set my sights on making an Olympic team, not realizing how tough it was going to be.

I went over before the British Open and played Valderrama thinking that I might make the team, might be a captain's pick. I made the effort to go over there.

But there are other things than dissipation that thicken the features. Tears, for example.

Have a purpose in life, and having it, throw into your work such strength of mind and muscle as God has given you.