I want to know what became of the changes we waited for love to bring/Were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening?

When you've found another soul who see's in to your own...take good care of each other..and remember to be kind.

Forget what life used to be, you are what you choose to be. It's whatever it is you see that life will become.

Like, What is the least often heard sentence in the English language? That would be: Say, isn't that the banjo player's Porsche parked outside?

Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand. Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy.

Don't confront me with my failures, I had not forgotten them.

You would think with all the genius and the brilliance of these times, we might find a higher purpose and a better use of mind.

No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown, in the end there is one dance you'll do alone.

We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.

I want to find myself a girl who can show me what laughter means, and we'll fill in the missing numbers in each others paint-by-numbers dreams.

I've been aware of the time passing by they say in the end it's the wink of an eye and when the morning light comes streaming in you'll get up and do it again

A true test of someone’s love is how they act when they’re stressed and not how much they love you when everything’s goin’ good.

I knew my limitations and the limitations of the courts I played on, and adjusted thusly. I was at my best in bad conditions.

Everyone wants answers and wants to know what the timeline is. Unfortunately, it's a complex situation, and we don't have the final answers yet.

Surrender is the inner transition from resistance to acceptance, from no to yes.

For me, I don't feel it is a success in the career to be the pretty woman; career success comes from being characters who tell us something about the truth.

Once you have found the right shot to introduce the scene-written your first declarative sentence-then the rest flows. You've found the key to the whole scene.

Agh-uhh!” the baboon grunted. He turned and waddled up the stairs. Unfortunately, the Lakers jersey didn’t completely cover his multicolored rear.

The Hindus have cultivated the power of analysis and abstraction. No nation has yet produced a grammar like that of Panini.

No man is so great as mankind.