It's definitely nerve-racking to be the center of attention. I'm not the kind of an actor that just craves attention 24-7 - but it's part of the deal. You're the leader on the set

People look back on those days through a thick veil of nostalgia, but life was hard if you were anything other than a rich, powerful white male

Whether it's Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian or whoever, stupidity is certainly celebrated.

I came in the Dawson's Creek era; it was all about tiny guys who looked like teenagers, and I haven't looked like a teenager ever. So I was, like, auditioning to be their dads. At 25.

Part of being an adult is treating women like women.

I'm painfully aware of my surroundings at all times.

Some boys are particular about how they look. I'm not.

I like kids but I also like the option to close the door. Becoming a parent is a whole other life, and it doesn't stop.

Point me to 50 people online who think I'm super sexy. I'll point you to 50 more who say he's old and looks like my dad.

I think pets are great. They're better than kids, that's for sure.

I've always been a fan of advertising, I've always been a fan of television, I've loved commercials, I've loved all the jingles, I loved all the stuff

My life is a room filled with love letters and goodbye notes.

Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was.

Anybody from the public can come in and observe ballots being processed and those votes being counted in elections officials' offices in any county in any state in the nation.

The ultimate goal of yoga is to realize the brilliance of your soul.

It would be really hard to get serious about anything political today unless it was a joke.

The stronger becomes master of the weaker, in so far as the latter cannot assert its degree of independence here there is no mercy, no forbearance, even less a respect for "laws.

When I played, a pitcher could throw at you any time he wanted to. In fact, he could tell you he was going to throw at you, and there was nothing said. You had to take it. If he hit ya, he hit ya.

Some day when I lose you, will you still be able to sleep, without me to whisper over you like a crown of linden branches?

You are walking, talking evidence of your beliefs.

Remember that a noble logical diagram, once recorded, will never die; long after we are gone, it will be a living thing, asserting itself with ever-growing insistency.