I'm not picky, quite honestly.

If you have a milkshake and I have a milkshake, and I have a straw and my straw reaches across the room and starts to drink your milkshake... I drink your milkshake! I drink it up!

Being at the centre of a film is a burden one takes on with innocence the first time. Thereafter, you take it on with trepidation.

Everybody has to know for themselves what they're capable of.

It's a source of great sadness to me that my father died without having seen me do anything worthwhile. He was constantly having to make excuses for me.

I live in a landscape, which every single day of my life is enriching.

I like things that make you grit your teeth. I like tucking my chin in and sort of leading into the storm. I like that feeling. I like it a lot.

A voice is such a deep, personal reflection of character.

For as long as I can remember, the thing that gave me a sense of wonderment and renewal... has always been the work of other actors.

Acting is about people. Other people. Otherwise, you're not acting, you're doing monologues.

The more articulate somebody is, the more suspicious I am of them. I like to feel that the important things remain unsaid.

We forget that God's primary goal ia not changing our situations or relationships so that we can be happy, but changing us through our situations and relationships so that we will be holy.

Man as a thief cannot enjoy life he can only steal, kill and destroy harmony of society.

He would only be here one more night.And then back on deployment, whispered the dark part of my soul. He might never come back. You might be the last woman he ever has.

People seek light in the external darkness Not knowing that the Light is within.Close your physical eyes and see with your inner vision.Open your eyes and see what before was invisible to you.

There are no good or bad stocks. The company is either good or bad. Stocks are just stocks.

The oppressors do not favor promoting the community as a whole, but rather selected leaders.

Although I cannot believe that the individual survives the death of his body, feeble souls harbor such thought through fear or ridiculous egotism.

History, we know, is apt to repeat itself, and to foist very old incidents upon us with only a slight change of costume.

It is not as easy to emigrate with steel mills as it is with the manuscript of a novel.

The goal is to be on the hook, not to let someone else do the scary parts.