It was a short one-paragraph item in the morning edition.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

And Carolina will be cheering on the beautiful daughter of Magda and Shalom Singer, the new Lady America Singer!

How many rivers do we have to cross, Before we can talk to the boss?

Man is born to dream, to be enlightened, to connect and to be fulfilled. Managers are too.

Yes, we should not forget that the five senses are one. And all of them extensions of the skin

Thoughts will change and shift just like the wind and the water when you're on the boat; thoughts are no different than anything else.

It got hard to juggle the funny on set and then even harder in post-production.

God gave you not a spirit of faithlessness, not a spirit of despair.

Most of the Michelle Bachmanns and Mitt Romneys who say such terrible things about us actually is a positive force, because it allows sensible people to realize how stupid and vile their beliefs are.

Self-criticism, cruel, unsparing criticism that goes to the very root of the evil, is life and breath for the proletarian movement.

No mind is much employed upon the present; recollection and anticipation fill up almost all our moments.