My experience has been that people who die for causes have few friends in death.

There's nothing like rejection to make you do an inventory of yourself.

I used to save all my rejection slips because I told myself, one day I'm going to autograph these and auction them. And then I lost the box.

If there is any human tragedy, there is only one, and it occurs when we forget who we are and remain silent while a stranger takes up residence inside our skin.

The system shaves the dice on the side of those with money and power, and anyone who believes otherwise deserves anything that happens to him.

You do it a day at a time. You write as well as you can, you put it in the mail, you leave it under submission, you never leave it at home.

And like most middle-aged people who hear the clock ticking in their lives, I had come to resent a waste or theft of my time that was greater than any theft of my goods or money.

How do you explain to yourself the casual manner in which you threw your life away?

...and I wonder if there is any way to adequately describe the folly that causes us to undo all the great gifts of both Earth and Heaven.

When you find the right people, you never let go. The people who count are the ones who are your friends in lean times. You have all the friends you want when things are going well.

That's one of the great advantages of age. You can say, I don't want to, I don't care, you can throw temper tantrums, and nobody minds.

Leadership makes a difference in the results we create and the quality of life we live.

There's always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.

I find American girls have a spirit and honesty about them that is most refreshing.

The thing always happens that you really believe in and the belief in a thing makes it happen.

I place an enormous premium on loyalty. If someone betrays me, I can forgive them rationally, but emotionally I have found it impossible to do so.

Cinema serves as a constant reminder to us of who we are and what we are made of.

To rectify past blunders is impossible, but we might profit by the experience of them.

At the heart of the fractured soul of America is the frightening chasm of race.

The most important dreams occur while people are fully awake.

I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.