I like the sound of rain more than my

My head bows before the thing you mention.But my heart doesn't speak that lan

Most animals are like people-and like good people

The strangest of our powersIs the courage to liveKnowing that we will die, Knowing nothing more

The beeches deep in snow, I walk the dark woodsIn sorrow, sorrow.Your hand, where is your

Never mind the stillness -the deep sleeps to

I can't promise to becalm, dignified, and indifferent, like a rock by the sea...If my heart's going to break, let it break from anger, grief, or

The cloth cap on my headdoesn't tellwhat's in it.

Haven't you ever thought of livingunconsciously like bears, sniffing the earth, close to pears and the mossy dark, far from human voices and

The worstis when people - knowingly or not -carry prison inside thems

We have a tendency to worship great people but do not adapt their ideas in our lives.

You never hear of a live-action studio that has been making so-so films looking over at a studio that's making great movies and going, 'Oh, we see the difference - we're using a different camera.'

Everything is relative except relatives, and they are absolute.

With us it is not a question of Bolshevism or democracy, but of life or death. A decision in favor of a Soviet could not be opposed by the Young Turks.

In my career, I have played a gangster, an ex cop, a journalist and a film director. Yet, the label of a serial kisser refuses to leave me.

Whatever is not commonly seen is condemned as alien.

It is strange how in some things honest people can be dishonest without the slightest compunction.

I like to organize. I have an opinion. I like to get stuff done.

Feeling special is the worst kind of cage a person can build for himself.

I can't believe I am hosting the Oscars. It's an honor everyone else said no.