And you asked why people always expected you to smile in photographs. And I told you it was because they hoped that in the future, there would be something to smile about

You’re just another story I can’t tell anymore.

You can be in love and you can be in a relationship. But they’re not always the same thing.

I could’ve sworn I was telling the truth when I told you I didn’t miss you.

Because we all need to believe in movies, sometimes.

You had this expression on your face, like you weren’t quite sure you were supposed to be on Earth.

You are a drop of perfect in an imperfect world. and all I need, is a taste

Now I'm awake and you're here. Now I'm dreaming and you're here. Now I have nothing but days. Never nights.

You've got to keep looking for them, even after you find them. Otherwise, you'll lose them.

There is no music, just the sound of the wind and the leaves it touches. But hopefully that'll be music enough, for you.

The world made me cold. You made me water. One day we'll be clouds.

Love is more pleasant once you get out of your twenties. It doesn't hurt all the time.

Never use tricky or irrelevant headlines… People read too fast to figure out what you are trying to say.

That's a true actor's nightmare: "Improvise in British sign language. Go."

I'm a taskmaster. I was brought up that way, and I'm sure I imposed that on my kids.

The weak-minded man is the slave of his vices and the dupe of his virtues.

When I played, the owners had the power. The prisoners are running the prison now, not the warden. The warden is strong and he has say so but, the balance of power is definitely with the players.

You're Dominican only if you do this, this, and that. And if you do this and that, you'll be accepted to a certain degree and if you don't, people will scorn you for it.

Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd; How long, how short, we know not:—this we know, Duty requires we calmly wait the summons, Nor dare to stir till Heaven shall give permission.

My brand is a demography-breaker. It speaks to all homemakers and women from all walks of life and all across society.

Fashion is a great restraint upon your persons of taste and fancy; who would otherwise in the most trifling instances be able to distinguish themselves from the vulgar.