Do we ignore the needyto spite the greedy?Or share and defenddespite those who pretend?

Music is my enchanter, the seducer of my emotions, the fire and ice that moves me.

I survive on moments of make-believe happiness.

Imagine fantasy and pretend as neither fantastical nor pretended.....and then believe it.

Family gathersto share good noise and good food.Gratitude abounds.

It is an incapacitating emotion one feels upon hearing the whispered words "I still love you" after deeply hurting that soul. Forgiveness isn't weakness.It is power.

Reality is a background so painted over by our own perceptions that every eye sees the world differently.

Theories look great on paper until reality scribbles all over the page.

Dreams become reality once the dreamer goes beyond imagining and acts them out.

I can and will improve the world.I will smile, show kindness, and be grateful.I refuse to be unhappy.

Giddy is a grin and giggles and that glint of goofiness in your gaze.

What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no.

The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.

For people to understand me when I travel, I speak with my hands.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

I'm somebody who is very, very proud to have been a part of the British film industry all my life and to have kind of been involved with a very important piece of British film history.

Don't treat people as you think they are, treat them as you think they are capable of becoming.

Passion is essential for a meaningful existence. Life is about what you feel.

Creativity needs time to harness before it goes out, and because that's difficult, memes have become the creative language.

I love magazines. It's such McNugget kind of information.

Sorrow is better than laughter; for, by the sadness of the countenance, the heart is made better.