Fame makes you feel permanently like a girl walking past construction workers.

I think happiness is overrated. Satisfied, at peace-those would be more realistic goals.

You must lose everything in order to gain anything.

In Missouri, where I come from, we don't talk about what we do - we just do it. If we talk about it, it's seen as bragging.

I embrace the messiness of life. I find it so beautiful actually.

I would love to work in a Bollywood film as there is so much drama and colour in the films there.

Man, when I'm riding with the helmet on, I'm invisible. And people just deal with me as the guy on the bike... it gives you a chance to read 'em.

I'm probably 20 percent atheist and 80 percent agnostic. I don't think anyone really knows. You'll either find out or not when you get there, until then there's no point thinking about it.

The things you own end up owning you.

Do you know how you tell real love? It's when someone else's interest trumps your own.

Personally I like ageing. With age comes wisdom and I have said it before and I say it again, I will take wisdom over youth any day.

When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.

Celebrate every moment, every day. Celebrate every beauty, all the way.

To aspire is to go back to the start of the journey when you're one lap away from the finish line, we have to begin with the end in mind and dig for for the opium goals.

She stood in the mirror portrait very near Margaret, close next to her, good as a mother or a friend.

Nothing retains less of desire in art, in science, than this will to industry, booty, possession.

Chess is as elaborate a waste of human intelligence as you can find outside an advertising agency.

All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies. Guess love makes you do funny things.

It is very unlikely that the computer will displace the books, except in areas where we need information speedily.

My approach is that fashion must always be optimistic, and that a woman will always be enticed by beautiful clothes.

The Declaration of Independence . . . [is the] declaratory charter of our rights, and the rights of man.