Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

My dad's probably one of the kindest people in the world. When I was younger that's not how I was- I was a little spoiled brat.

When I was young I used to have this thing where I wanted to see everything I used to think 'How can I die without seeing every inch of this world?'

Portraying emotionally ill characters gives me the chance to really act.

The first kiss I had was the most disgusting thing in my life. The girl injected about a pound of saliva into my mouth, and when I walked away I had to spit it all out.

You can make history, or you will be vilified by it.

Everywhere I go, somebody is staring at me. I don't know if people are staring because they recognize me or because they think I'm a weirdo.

Raising awareness on the most pressing environmental issues of our time is more important than ever.

My career should adapt to me. Fame is like a VIP pass wherever you want to go.

I'm just starting to scratch the surface of what really makes me happy and it's taken me a while to admit that acting like a little child and being a jerk and a punk is fun.

To believe in love, to be ready to give up anything for it, to be willing to risk your life for it, is the ultimate tragedy.

Always be there for others. Always inspire them with your dreams and hope, vision and mission, attitude and aptitude.

When your actions are aligned with your dreams and goals, you become the point of origin for their reality.

He was evidently the sort of person who posed questions that were traps for you to fall into.

A long healthy life is no accident. It begins with good genes, but it also depends on good habits.

Men become civilized, not in proportion to their willingness to believe, but in their readiness to doubt.

If ignorance goes to forty dollars a barrel, I want drilling rights to George Bush's head.

It is precisely through falling prices that the fruits of increased productivity and economic growth are spread throughout the market economy.

I hate the PC, with a passion.

What is paradise, but, a garden, an orchard of trees and herbs, full of pleasure and nothing there but delights.

That, sir, which serves and seeks for gain, And follows but for form, Will pack, when it begins to rain, And leave thee in a storm.