I can't grow a mustache. It's pretty sad if I attempt to.

Always roll up the sleeves on your shirt. It gives the impression that you're working, even if you're not.

I am only young once, who cares if I'm a goofball!

The sexiest thing in the entire world is being really smart. And being thoughtful and being generous. Everything else is crap.

True luxury is being able to own your time - to be able to take a walk, sit on your porch, read the paper, not take the call, not be compelled by obligation.

I believe that opportunity looks a lot like hard work.

I'm continually trying to make choices that put me against my own comfort zone. As long as you're uncomfortable, it means you're growing.

Modeling is the best because you have to look hot, which comes easy to me, you know. I'm blessed with that.

Take a long pause ...breathe and know that things are happening for you not to you.

I don't believe that old cliche that good things come to those who wait. I think good things come to those who want something so bad they can't sit still.

I've usually found that the greatest rewards in my life come from taking on things that are a little bit scary.

Your limits are somewhere up there, waiting for you to reach beyond infinity.

There is no greater power than the power of love

I think women should be seductive, not triste. There's enough sadness in life now without making women look sad, too.

Very few people are original. There's very little original anything out there. Because to be original means you have to stand alone.

Very often we developed a better grasp of the subjects than the over worked teachers.

Old men, for the most part, are like old chronicles that give you dull but true accounts of times past, and are worth knowing only on that score.

If you work hard and play by the rules, you'll have a better life than your parents did, and your children will have a better life than you did.

A perfect parent is a person with excellent child-rearing theories and no actual children.

Muscles I know; they are my friends. But I have forgotten their names.

There's no soul in perfection.