By definition, I believe I am unapologetically optimistic and I am unapologetically earnest.

We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks. That's what connects us-that we're all broken, all beautifully imperfect.

We don't think about pilgrimage in this country. We don't think about meditation. The idea of taking a six-week walk is totally foreign to most Americans. But it's probably exactly what we need.

I saw a headshot with the name 'Emilio Sheen' printed under it and it looked terrible.

I used to Google my name to see what came up - it hurt.

In the current climate, we live in a pessimistic and non-idealistic world.

We've lost touch and allowed technology to take precedence over organic nature. But let's not forget that those microchips in our computers came from elements of the earth.

Film is an illusion. Fame is ephemeral. Faith and family are what endure.

We need to risk, we need to dare to risk and fail greatly because that's the only way we grow.

People are beautiful wrecks.

We're all imperfect. And wouldn't it be great if the message sent out by the mainstream media is that we're fine being exactly who we are? Wouldn't that be great for everyone?

Now he must put into practice all his fine poetic thoughts about romantic love.

I didn't find out until I became a father. You don't just LOVE your children. You FALL in love with them.

Men often think it's the bad boys who get the hot chicks. But I'm living proof that the good guys win.

It is a cheap zeal that reserves its passions to combat only the sins and temptations of others.

It must be good to be in Germany and France, because I have completely forgotten what it is like to be proud of your government.

In some bigger cities, I don't think people really realize these structures were built for the Olympics.

There is no life in thee, now, except that rocking life imparted by a gently rolling ship; by her, borrowed from the sea; by the sea, from the inscrutable tides of God.

We read on the foreheads of those who are surrounded by a foolish luxury, that fortune sells what she is thought to give.

The perfectionist is another name for someone who is getting ready to become mad.

The trouble with life was that you didn’t get a chance to practice before doing it for real.