If you wait for inspiration, you're not a writer, but a waiter.

You can't fight the desert... you have to ride with it.

When I die, remember that what you knew of me is with you always. What is buried is only the shell of what was. Do not regret the shell, but remember the man. Remember the father.

There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.

Knowledge is like money: To be of value it must circulate, and in circulating it can increase in quantity and, hopefully, in value.

Victory is won not in miles but in inches. Win a little now, hold your ground, and later, win a little more.

There are good men everywhere. I only wish they had louder voices.

The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail. Travel too fast, and you miss all you are traveling for.

Only one who has learned much can fully appreciate his ignorance.

Long ago I learned nothing gets done by just wishing it. You have to do it.

There is nothing more dangerous than a woman with a shotgun. Because you don't know when it's going to go off...and neither does she.

Our world is filled with people who have only a shallow knowledge of certain skills and have remained like that for so many years without self-improvement

How many of you were born in Oklahoma? Yeah, never raise your hand to a question like that again. We’re the mecca of beer-drinkin’ rednecks.

The very man who has argued you down, will sometimes be found, years later, to have been influenced by what you said

I don't do method acting. If I play a farmer I'm not gonna spend 3 weeks on a chicken farm. That's a bit too much for me.

The laws of the Universe are responding to me.

It requires greater virtues to support good fortune than bad.

I don't think that you can fake warmth. You can fake lust, jealousy, anger; those are all quite easy. But actual, genuine warmth? I don't think you can fake it.

I was a very defensive kid 'cause I was really sensitive underneath and didn't want people to know. So I came off as very tough and very angry.

If I hear ‘Karma Chameleon’ one more time, I swear I’m going to find Boy George and make him eat Jesse’s record. What does red, gold, and green have to do with anything anyway? (Gloria)

Every change is being forced upon us.