When you are happy and in love and when you have children, then maybe you are beautiful.

My parents sent me to Montreal because I kept getting kicked out of school in France.

I stay in France. Better to be the queen of a village than a servant in a kingdom.

I don't give a damn about Hollywood.

There are moments when you feel that the desire to work is fading, and the only way to bring it back is to get away from it, to put yourself in a state of frustration so you feel the need again.

I am a voyager - and the voyage cannot mean that I stay at home.

Beauty is not something you can count on. Usually, when people say you are beautiful, it is when there is a harmony between the inside and the outside.

If I have one thing perfect, it's my eyebrows. And my feet. I love my feet. They're like Japanese feet. The rest I would like to hide. Especially my freckles. I feel ridiculous.

I can't just react on the strength of an email and three pages of synopsis, and say I'm going to take off for three months of my life.

My looks mean nothing to me. If anything, they are a hindrance.

I started acting without any vocation. I continued out of love.

Because a thing seems difficult to a man does not means it is impossible for another to accomplish. Don't talk him out of his dream.......during discussion a group discussion. 2009

I was quite depressed two weeks ago when I spent an afternoon at Brentano's Bookshop in New York and was looking at the kind of books most people read. Once you see that you lose all hope.

Remember seeker, our earthly perceptions of reality are just an illusion.

The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, 1969]

One Life With Many Names, Childhood, Boyhood, Manhood And Old, Then? Then! All Unknown, Uncertain Destination....

Economic development is what's going to make mountaintop removal palatable.

It pleases our heavenly Father when we acknowledge and confess to Him our inability to run our own lives. That is what we are doing when we say, "Father, help me! I need You!"

When one must sit with the snobs, one belongs with the frightened.

We are not born, we do not live for ourselves alone; our country, our friends, have a share in us.

You’re not going to suck.’’ ‘‘Not at the guitar, anyway,’’ Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. ‘‘Ow.