To go from "gnarly" to "literally," that shows I'm growing up, right?

I wouldn't go back on my old days, though; everybody needs to have their wild years. It's just a question of when and I'd rather have had them early than be doing it as a mid-life crisis type thing.

Can someone explain the vitriol whenever Ayn Rand comes up? 'Atlas' is the greatest motivator for the individual that I can imagine.

Sampling, statisticians have told us, is a much more effective way of getting a good census.

I was sick of playing high-school kids. I liked being a teenager, but I would not go back for all the tea in China.

The '80s were about trying to establish myself as an actor with a career. And being a teenager enjoying the fruits of being successful with lots of what I think is appropriate for that age.

Be funny whenever possible, even if some people don't get it.

We always reminisce about how everyone tried to get Diane Lane's attention, to very little success.

Sobriety was the greatest gift I ever gave myself.

People have a responsibility, especially with today's media, to read between the lines.

Fake confidence on the outside often trumps truthful turmoil on the inside.

It is easy to respond with anger it is more empowering and spiritually elevating to respond with compassion.

Don't let someone keep putting out the flame God keeps re-lighting, we all have a purpose. As a wing to a bird. As wind that goes the destiny over the sea.

You are powerful, you are unique, you are a gift to yourself and others.

Mathematics and art are quite different. We could not publish so many papers that used, repeatedly, the same idea and still command the respect of our colleagues.

Portraying as human the people you hear about on the news doing bad things is dangerous. But it's also necessary and important.

Hey, I'm just looking for an excuse to retire so I can play summer league baseball, go coach my nephews, play pickup basketball. I've always had that ability to move on to the next thing.

Prudence says one thing, desire says another, and I'd rather go with desire any time.

If life was fair, Elvis would be alive and all the impersonators would be dead.

That's the trouble with living things. Don't last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories. And the memories fade and blend and smudge together.

Why don't you do the world a favour. Pull your bottom lip up over your head and swallow.