I find short, fast romances romantic. There's a beauty to dark imagery.

Thank you so much for breaking my heart because you got me four Grammys.

I didn't become successful until I became myself

Love as hard as you can, at all times

No offense to people who go on Tinder but I just feel like it's ruining romance, I really do.

It was only until I started to be myself that the music started to flow and people started to listen. So, thank you guys...

Guess it's true I'm not good at a one night stand , but I still need love cause I'm just a man

I've only been in unrequited relationships where people haven't loved me back. I guess I'm a little bit attracted to that in a bad way.

I want to be rich in all the foods I’ve tasted and all the places I’ve been and all the people I’ve kissed.

No, I am not afraid; the Lord said he would protect me, and I have full confidence in His word.

The greatest power of the mass media is the power to ignore. The worst thing about this power is that you may not even know you're using it.

What a comfort to know that God is a poet.

When you want something badly enough it’s amazing what you’ll ignore.

...a fissure appeared. Splinters of plastic broke away around it, and the fissure widened, radiating further fractures.When the first leg broke out, Simon tried to shriek.

My work requires acting at its most committed - it demands actors of enormous resilience, but also intelligence and wit. It doesn't work for narcissistic or selfish actors.

As it is an ancient truth that freedom cannot be legislated into existence, so it is no less obvious that freedom cannot be censored into existence.

It is only by grounding our awareness in the living sensation of our bodies that the 'I Am,' our real presence, can awaken.

Man cannot live by bread alone. Man after all is composed of intellect and soul.

Yeah, I know, any time you hear an actor say, 'I do music', you cringe. But I want to be gradual with my music. I want to earn my stripes.

I'm always playing these mendacious characters who end up hoisting themselves by their own petard.

It was any outcast's nightmare. If I looked carefully, I suspected I might find it beneath the black paint of the small acrylic by the window.