Television has a different biorhythm than movies. I love the biorhythm of TV.

I never felt comfortable with myself, because I was never part of the majority. I always felt awkward and shy and on the outside of the momentum of my friends' lives.

All of us every single year, we're a different person. I don't think we're the same person all our lives.

I don't dream at night, I dream at day, I dream all day; I'm dreaming for living.

Failure is inevitable. Success is elusive.

Our one goal is to give the world a taste of peace, friendship and understanding. Through the visual arts, the art of celebration of life.

I'm always in favor of Israel responding strongly when it's threatened.

Before I go off and direct a movie, I always look at four films. They tend to be The Seven Samurai, Lawrence Of Arabia, It's A Wonderful Life and The Searchers.

The world would be a poorer place without Doctor Who.

Every time I go to a movie, it's magic, no matter what the movie's about.

I interviewed survivors, I went to Poland, saw the cities and spent time with the people and spoke to the Jews who had come back to Poland after the war and talked about why they had come back.

The Sodomy sea shall cast out fish, and make a noise in the night, which many have not known: but they shall all hear the voice thereof.

Being content isn’t good enough. You deserve so much more—passion, joy, and excitement...

Sometimes you have to tell a a bunch of lies to get at the truth.

That'd be good. That'd be a right good laugh, man. Ye cannae catch me shuttin' up, man

I like critics with strong opinions.

I don't think there would be any pressure playing for my hometown team. It would be fun. I'd just do the same thing I did before and build on it.

Jesus came to establish the kingdom of God as a radical alternative to all versions of the kingdom of the world, whether they declare themselves to be "under God" or not.

It was the perfect moment to tell her. This is my last year. But I couldn’t say it. Not yet. I wanted another minute, another hour, another night of pretending this wasn’t the end.

The painter paints his brushes black, Through the canvas runs a crack, Portrait of the pain never answers back...

You've gotta find a way to get out of your own way, so you can progress in life.