I’d say a man is someone who is honest, strong-minded, moral, genuine, just a good human being.

It's like, to me, acting is like a child walking in the park, the better the actor, the greater the playground he has.

I would add a little more love in the world. It's ridiculous, I know, but it is one thing I would do.

Fun. I'm not the kind of guy kids picked on in school, but I've seen it happen. I've never really given much thought to being cool. I don't really think about it one way or the other.

I just want to make sure I'm contributing good films to movie history rather than being famous just to be famous.

One day, I'll stop making weird faces in pictures. But not today.

My whole family is in orthotics and prosthetics, so I grew up having to check for scoliosis every week. 'Come over. Let me feel your spine.

Life is a rollercoaster ride and I don't intend on being the one screaming and hanging on for dear life.

I don't really look around and say, 'I've made it.' I just look around and think how fortunate I am to work with the people I'm working with.

I want to be a good actor more than anything - someone you can respect.

I’ve written a lot and brainstorm ideas, and I plan on pursuing them very soon.

We have artists with no scientific knowledge and scientists with noartistic knowledge and both with no spiritual sense of gravity at all, and the result is not just bad, it is ghastly.

Make a virtue of necessity.

I am raising my voice as a citizen of the country. I don?t want to enter politics.

Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point.

One family--we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death.

If I could dwell where Israfel hath dwelt and he where I he might not sing so wildly well a mortal melody while a bolder note then this might swell from my lyre in the sky.

I regard this novel as a work without redeeming social value, unless it can be recycled as a cardboard box.

The power of hiding ourselves from one another is mercifully given, for men are wild beasts, and would devour one another but for this protection.

We are a society dying, said Aunt Lydia, of too much choice.

You can't beat a nice glass of Chardonnay after a really long, hard day.