I never did learn how to live in the moment, but I did learn that moments could be wasted and the world would continue to spin on its axis.

I don't want Christmas season to end, because it's the only time I can legitimately indulge in on particular addiction: glitter.

Dogs come when they're called; cats take a message and get back to you later.

My duchess,” James stated, his eyes sweeping the crowd with the air of a man who has ruled the waves. “She is not a swan, because that would imply she had once been an ugly duckling.

We all think we have time, you know. It's this miracle substance and there seems to be so much of it, and then all of a sudden, it's gone.

Dogs are high on life. Cats need catnip.

Shame can kill the imagination. It's hard to keep writing in the face of cultural derision.

There's nothing I like more than meeting velvet clad peers while wrapped in a towel.

In case there is any question in your mind," he said, cupping her face with his hands. "What I want, what I most desire, the loveliest sight on this dark earth, is you.

Life should not be measured by time. The only thing that counts is how one uses the time one has.

Dogs do tricks. Cats play tricks.

Real education should educate us out of self into something far finer into a selflessness which links us with all humanity.

Forgive me, my sons. I've been defeated by this despicable idiot. This is as far as I go.I leave everything to you.You have my gratitude. Farewell, my sons.

[On Denmark:] ... that little country of cottage cheese and courage.

Reformation is a return to the sound doctrine of the Bible. Revival is the practice of that sound doctrine under the power of the Holy Spirit.

Basically, I'm really impressionable and have no sense of consistency in anything I do.

I don't have a nine-to-five brain.

I was never really an impressionist. If there was somebody within my range, maybe I could work on it and do a little exaggeration of them - which I think is really the way to do an impression.

From triumph to downfall there is but one step. I have noted that, in the most momentous occasions, mere nothings have always decided the outcome of the greatest events.

Is this level of athletic competition the ultimate distraction from real life? Or is it a form of prayer?

Nature is actually the goal at the end of history.