There are a group of people who are managing the world to their advantage and who just look to the rest of us as people who will buy their products and fund their salaries.

We all have our time machines, don't we. Those that take us back are memories...And those that carry us forward, are dreams.

At age 10 or 12 he's going to boarding school in the Isle of Wight. The Isle of Wight is, of course, down at the bottom of England just off South Hampton.

We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.

I was the youngest. The yule lamb. The one who always got away without doing the washing up. My sister was four years older, and my brother six years.

What takes us back to the past are the memories. What brings us forward is our dreams.

It's just money; it's made up. Pieces of paper with pictures on it so we don't have to kill each other just to get something to eat.

When it seems that someone has shattered your dreams....pick up even the smallest of pieces and use them to build bigger and better dreams.

So the better my partner or my opposition, however you like to think about it, the better my game.

I think I would not be described as a character actor in that I don't take on characteristics which are very alien to me.

Most people are robust. If a man puts his hand on a woman’s bottom, any woman worth her salt can deal with it. It is communication. Can’t we be friendly?

Life has no remote....get up and change it yourself!

Never mistaken humility for foolishness, nor pride for power.

Life is too short not to look beyond it.

Just take my hand & let us dance under a chandelier of starlight.

Success is all about persistence and doing the right thing for the long term.

I speak in a loud, clear voice and try not to bump into the furniture.

I felt like a number of things in me as a writer just clicked.

It's my motto for life. 'Walk slowly; drink lots of water.

Not many women got to live out the daydream of women—to have a room, even a section of a room, that only gets messed up when she messes it up herself.

A respectable person is invariably unrespectable within.