Huge herds of vigorous, curious, open-eyed Americans freely roaming the world are, it seems to me, quite possibly a vital national resource today as at no other time in our history.

Ballet's image of perfection is fashioned amid a milieu of wracked bodies, fevered imaginations, Balkan intrigue and sulfurous hatreds where anything is likely, and dancers know it.

Hair brings one’s self-image into focus; it is vanity’s proving ground. Hair is terribly personal, a tangle of mysterious prejudices

The sad truth is that excellence makes people nervous.

trying to squash a rumor is like trying to unring a bell.

Between the two poles of whole-truth and half-truth is slung the chancy hammock in which we all rock.

When two people marry they become in the eyes of the law one person, and that one person is the husband.

The mark of a true crush... is that you fall in love first and grope for reasons afterward.

The notion that the great artist requires a great patron has been around since the Pharaohs. That the born patron also needs an artist to patronize is a less-studied phenomenon.

The paradox of Reality is that no image is as compelling as the one which exists only in the mind's eye.

Evolution is fascinating to watch. To me it is the most interesting when one can observe the evolution of a single man.

Great thoughts always come from the heart.

Inventions have long since reached their limit, and I see no hope for further development.

Live and learn from your mistakes, just get back up and keep fighting.

My job description is that I'm a rock star. And I'm good at it.

My old drama coach used to say, 'Don't just do something, stand there.' Gary Cooper wasn't afraid to do nothing.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?

They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. It's the same way with women... or at least the ones I want to be with.

Christmas is the celebration of the keeping of a promise. A saving promise.

You are the master of your own earthly destiny just as surely as you have the power to control your own thoughts

Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, and renews, begins, collects, lets fall