Instinct. When the house burns one forgets even lunch. Yes, but one eats it later in the ashes.

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

There is always madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Sometimes people don't want to hear the truth because they don't want their illusions destroyed.

There are two different types of people in the world, those who want to know, and those who want to believe.

I was in darkness, but I took three steps and found myself in paradise. The first step was a good thought, the second, a good word; and the third, a good deed.

There will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping stones; it all depends on how you use them.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.

Sometimes our walls exist just to see who has the strength to knockthem down.

I know if I wasn't making music and acting, I would be involved in the performing arts world in some way. I would be either writing and making music for other artists or producing movies.

There may or may not be atheists in foxholes, but I'm certain there are none in the Ku Klux Klan.

... you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!

Asking anyone what she or he is reading is a necessary part of conversation, exchanging news. So I take recommendations from friends - and I always pass along a book I've loved.

When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any way you can.

I have started to think that the great, decisive moments that broadly govern our lives are far less conscious at the time than they seem later when we are reminiscing and taking stock.

I just want people to admit that there's no one way to live your life.

I know where I'm supposed to be at the time of the snap. Now, where the play dictates I'm going to go is a different story.

The choice is yours. You hold the tiller. You can steer the course you choose in the direction of where you want to be - today, tomorrow, or in a distant time to come.