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

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.

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?

Writing is a lonely job, unless you're a drinker, in which case you always have a friend within reach.

I am trying to find a midway between Buddha and Brutal Existence.

If life is not a celebration, why remember it ? If life --- mine or that of my fellow man --- is not an offering to the other, what are we doing on this earth?

I pray on the principle that wine knocks the cork out of a bottle. There is an inward fermentation and there must be a vent.

I just say the moral out of my life is don't quit at age 65, maybe your boat hasn't come in yet. Mine hadn't.

A revolutionist is one who desires to discard the existing social order and try another.

No matter under what circumstances you leave it, home does not cease to be home. No matter how you lived there - well or poorly.

Men don't want any responsibility, and neither do I.

Atheism is just a way of clearing the space for better conversations.

I wanted to put all my family stories down for my girls, and I remember everything so vividly. I just wanted to put everything down while I still can remember it all.

DEMETRIUS Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield Thy crazed title to my certain right. LYSANDER You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.