A painter paints, a musician plays, a writer writes - but a movie actor waits.

It's not good to make sentimental journeys. You see the differences instead of the sameness.

There are five stages in the life of an actor: Who's Mary Astor? Get me Mary Astor. Get me a Mary Astor type. Get me a young Mary Astor. Who's Mary Astor?

The reminder that there are people who have worse troubles than you is not an effective pain-killer.

Life without emotions is like an engine without fuel.

Once you start asking questions, innocence is gone.

the boys had learned that laughter stilled anxiety. It cleared away mystery. If you could laugh at something, it erased its importance.

The man who goes fishing gets something more than the fish he catches.

A person without a memory is either a child or an amnesiac. A country without a memory is neither a child nor an amnesiac, but neither is it a country.

Our security must be threatened in order for us to appreciate it.

Audiences will get just as tired of people wrestling on a bed as they did of Tom Mix kissing his horse.

God created you to be a great, special, and distinguished individual among others, for you to accomplish that which God has put in you

You must create more margin so you have room for what’s important, not merely urgent.

There is an innocence in admiration: it occurs in one who has not yet realized that they might one day be admired.

Only undertake what you can do in an excellent fashion. There are no prizes for average performance.

We barely have enough time to figure out who we are and then we become bitter and isolated as we age.

America has maintained a prohibition on negotiating with terrorists for good reason.

Let the views of others educate and inform you, but let your decisions be a product of your own conclusions.

People with lower incomes tend to give a greater percentage of their incomes to help others and show greater empathy and compassion - perhaps because they know they might face the same circumstances.

I was a tiny bug. Now a mountain. I was left behind. Now honored at the head. You healed my wounded hunger and anger, and made me a poet who sings about joy.

Johnny almost grinned as he nodded. "Tuff enough," he managed, and by the way his eyes were glowing, I figured Southern gentlemen had nothing on Johnny Cade.