It's never too late to have a fling For autumn is just as nice as spring And it's never too late to fall in love.

It's never too late to fall in love.

Sometimes my brain goes on CD shuffle. You know, you put a bunch of CD's on and hit play and random things come out.

Poetical appreciation is only newly bursting on me.

One morning I woke up and was plunged into psychological shock. I had forgotten I was free.

Whatever my life looks like, I want it to be real and big and full. I want when, if I get hit by a car, I want to know that I have deep and real friendships, people to visit me in the hospital.

As chefs, we cook to please people, to nourish people.

I never practice before, I never work hours on a script. I just choose my characters and trust them, and after that, it's about the director taking your hand.

Often I feel I go to some distant region of the world to be reminded of who I really am.

The highest thought is always a thought which contains joy.

It has been a long trip," said Milo, climbing onto the couch where the princesses sat; "but we would have been here much sooner if I hadn't made so many mistakes. I'm afraid it's all my fault.

And the Law that once contained impossible demands -- Thou Shalt Not... -- actually becomes a promise we fulfill in you.