Psychiatry is a pseudoscience.... You don't know the history of psychiatry. I do...Matt, Matt, Matt, Matt, Matt, Matt, you don't even -you're glib. You don't even know what Ritalin is.

In this life, it's not what you hope for, it's not what you deserve - it's what you take!

The thing about film-making is I give it everything, that's why I work so hard. I always tell young actors to take charge. It's not that hard. Sign your own cheques, be responsible.

When you have to cope with a lot of problems, you're either going to sink or you're going to swim.

I love what I do. I take great pride in what I do. And I can't do something halfway, three-quarters, nine-tenths. If I'm going to do something, I go all the way.

No dream is ever just a dream.

Someday. That's a dangerous word. It's really just a code for 'never'.

Perception and reality are two different things.

I had to train myself to focus my attention. I became very visual and learned how to create mental images in order to comprehend what I read.

I disagree with people who think you learn more from getting beat up than you do from winning.

Individuals have to decide what is true and real for them.

These Days I'm feeling real good.

I meditate and I also think about meditation. Which is funny. I think about Maharishi, about just the idea of meditating. It gives me something.

I think that when somebody, when people really have a connection with each other, they change each other. You become a different person, hopefully a better person, because of it.

In the holy solipsism of the young Now I can't walk thru a city street w/out eying each single pedestrian. I feel thier vibe thru my skin, the hair on my neck --- it rises.

You almost had to live through it to really know the gut ripping misery of the depression during the early thirties which led to labor's bloodiest and most violent days.

Pneumococcus is a fairly common cause of pneumonia and [raises the] risk of death in older adults.

Knowledge is constructed, not transferred

Did that remind anybody else of something?" "Yes," Eve said, tapping her lower lip with a bloodred fingernail. "How much I need to shave her head while she's sleeping.

You're not even in a restaurant, but... you got served!

Don't worry about getting final cut, worry about making the best possible cut.