She could have happily lived inside any nineteenth century novel.

If they would all sleep all the time she wouldn't mind being their mother.

She was a terrible mother, there was no doubt about it, but she didn't even have the strength to feel guilty.

Maybe this was why people filled their house with stinking cats, so they didn't notice that they were alone, so they wouldn't die without a living soul noticing.

The only time you were safe was when you were dead.

What does it matter what people do? At the end of the day we're all dead.

I think you have every right to cherry-pick when it comes to moving your spirit and finding peace in God. You take whatever works from wherever you can find it, and you keep moving toward the light.

Whats on my mind? I think the question is, where is my mind?

Before the Plan, there is an Idea. Before the Idea, there is a Purpose. Before the Purpose, there is Your Spirit...aching to express Itself

Study the rules so that you won't beat yourself by not knowing something.

To run over better waters the little vessel of my genius now hoists her sails, as she leaves behind her a sea so cruel.

In my everyday life, I can be as square as I want. But when it comes to movies and telling stories, I can't. I've got to be radical, and on some level, that's what I like to do.

Major league baseball is about the history of the game. Baseball history is so important. It's so much more than money.

I take the invasion of my personal space very seriously...

I don't want to live up to how people expect me to be.

Get a good idea and stay with it. Dog it, and work at it until it's done right.