Panic is poison.

Aim for the stars. You will sooner reach the moon.

What you think of me is none of my business.

We are what we think.

I believe in miracles.

Love is stronger than hate.

Asking is the beginning of receiving.

We are what we are.

God is the Creator of all things.

Daily dance uplift the soul to spiritual realms.

A revived spirit, a renewed soul.

Denial is the way people handle what they cannot handle.

Accomplishment of your dreams demand personal sacrifice and hard work.

At first blush I am tempted to conclude that a satisfactory hobby must be in large degree useless, inefficient, laborious, or irrelevant.

I do get a little pissed at people who write me and want me to do things, and spell my name wrong.

"What is a human being, then?" "A seed." "A... seed?" "An acorn that is unafraid to destroy itself in growing into a tree."

Even before my audition, there were several pages missing from my script because those bits were so unbelievably secret not even I was allowed to see them.

I turned off my Google alerts in 2009 as I learnt that following yourself on the Internet very quickly becomes unhealthy.

But only a brief moment is granted to the brave one breath or two, whose wage is the long nights of the grave.

In the end we had changed the position of the hands so many times that we had no idea what the time really was.

I've played the clarinet since I was a kid. I love to sing, but I'm not much of a singer. Let's say that when it comes to vocalizing, I have the soul of Billy Bigelow but the voice of Jigger Cragan.