One can only organize so much and then leave the rest to fate.

We aren't taught to mourn. We're told to forget.

People approach writers, assuming we pull a perfect text out of our nose each time (well spelled). Spelling is the least of it.

Hope can be bruised and battered. It can be forced underground and even rendered unconscious, but hope cannot be killed.

I don't think punk ever really dies, because punk rock attitude can never die.

It really was hand-to-mouth and you can say, 'Poor little me, how dreadful, what a deprived childhood', but I didn't feel that way at all. It's all about the attitude at home.

One of the greatest things I've learned, as an actor, was how to talk to actors.

She needed food. Diets didn't count in a crisis.

Notice, for example, that people who talk about "the joys of childhood" are always adults. Only an adult, utterly remote from the reality of childhood, could suppose it is time of joys.

You should ask for a performance evaluation. Ask your boss, where do I stand? I need to know what I can do better and what I'm doing well.

If i can't even protect my captain's dream, then whatever ambition i have is nothing but talk.