A person who has the power to take a life, should have the intelligence to choose not to.

I used to believe that the world is a journey that takes you on a mystical ride across time. I don't anymore.

I chose surgery because I thought that perhaps this would make me more like the kind of person I wanted to be.

These moments were wondrous and divine, instances when the gossamer curtain between heaven and earth ripped and all of humanity witnessed the marvel of the ethereal beings.

People permit life to slide past them like a deft pickpocket, their purse-not yet missed and now too late-in his hand.

No cause, no God, no abstract idea can justify the mass slaughter of innocents.

You can always pick out stage actors at the Oscars: they know how to walk.

The ambitious sacrifices all to what he terms honor, as the miser all to money.

I bought the book, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. I paid to have it made into a play and I played in it for six months. I came back and I tried to make it into a movie, without success.

Without courage you can't practice any other virtue consistently.

Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt.