But in my humble opinion, a house needs a good party once in a while; remind folks it exists.

You make a life out of what you have, not what you're missing.

A girl expecting rescue never learns to save herself. Even with the means, she will find her courage wanting.

Memory is a cruel mistress with whom we all must learn to dance.

It's a terrible thing, isn't it, the way we throw people away?

Reluctance to begin is quick to befriend procrastination. . . .

In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else.

His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.

It was such a pleasure to sink one's hands into the warm earth, to feel at one's fingertips the possibilities of the new season.

There's a market for mysteries for adults. That feeling of opening a book and delving inside and not coming out until you've closed the book.

But history is a faithless teller whose cruel recourse to hindsight makes fools of its actors.

Some angels are too good to live their entire lives in this inferno. They come to Earth for only a short time because they have a mission.

Sometimes the people that push you to work hard, Won't be there in the time of harvest. Such is life. Everyone you meet has a role to play in your life.. Just play along & Believe in yourself.

I hate horror movies, with a passion.

I'm not afraid of Spassky. The world knows I'm the best. You don't need a match to prove it.

Sometimes when we think we’re protecting ourselves, we’re really hurting ourselves. And sometimes the people around us too.

Dance music has pushed its way into the mainstream. Which is good for me.

Your hair is a tangled mess,"he said, thinking he liked it that way, like a lion's mane.

A lot of the women I know, that's what they're complaining about either the man in their life or the lack of a man in their life.

I reckon I closed down at least two films companies, one of which was in Ealing in the mid 1950s.

If one is free at heart, no man-made chains can bind one to servitude.