When I was a child, I understood the things of my childhood. Now that I have grown into a man, I understand less of the world than I did as a lad.

Experience is the byproduct of agony.

It is a fact: Of all the people we ever know in our lifetime, the only thing we have in common with them is a handful of shared experiences.

Humans are easy to read, because what they’re not saying speaks volumes.

The intrinsic and extrinsic heart is always at odds, so which heart is yours? For one will bask in true joy, while the other lives in self-loathing misery.

It doesn't matter how long you're here for, or what accomplishments you have, it matters what you do with that time and the type of person that you are.

You can have all the words in the world, but if not said rightly, those words are simply wasted potential.

Is it not the disparity of wealth that consumes the willing soul. Rather, the golden keys of opportunity clamor softly with fraught anxiety of things which may never come.

Opportunities happen when timing, connects, and personalities converge.

True love propels a person to great feats all without so much as a word.

The fragile nature of youth is at last hardened by the agony of experience.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

A garden is a way of showing that you believe in tomorrow.

I keep telling people I'll make movies until I'm fifty and then I'll go and do something else. I'm going to be a professional gentleman of leisure.

It's a dangerous thing to think we know everything.

The world is nothing but a big gimmick.

The principles that make someone a master in the chief executive role deal with whether or not they can thrive in an environment of ongoing duress, and teach others how to do so.

I never work from the script. I get the script more or less.

Honestly, the challenge about being a mom is when something goes wrong - someone's sick, getting someone to doctor's appointments.

When you say you're doing an opera, it's like when you're a seven-year-old and say, 'I'm off to Washington, Dad.' You kind of go, 'Sure. Sure you are, son.'

I auditioned nine times for 'Delhi Belly,' and it was torturous!