When you have twin four-year-olds, you are able to dance like a fool, often. And I do.

I've been taking a trapeze class for the last couple of years. I'm working on my double back flip right now.

Tonight we celebrate Hollywood's best and whitest, sorry... brightest.

Parents need to be more accepting of who their kids are and less concerned about what society thinks they need to be.

Love is awesome and endless, but it is constantly changing its form. You love something for what it is, then it changes. But that change can make you love it even more.

The subject of Citizenfour, Edward Snowden, could not be here for some treason.

Tobey's a mellow, cool guy. He's just a good guy. I know that's not the answer you want, and I don't mean that as the political thing to say, but he's a nice guy.

I always thought filet mignon was the steak to beat, but the fat content in a rib eye is fantastic.

In my 20s, I mostly ate burritos and nachos, with the occasional burger.

I love Buster Keaton. I was a big fan of the stunt shows at Universal Studios. I'm a huge Cirque du Soleil nut.

I felt a little green, because Shakespeare writes the thought process within the text; it was tricky not to think of what to say and then say it, and instead just deliver the lines.

Is that what you meant when you said the more you love a person the harder your heart breaks?

To this day, I don't like people walking on stage not looking good. You have to look good. If you feel special about yourself then you're going to play special.

The media dwells mostly on negativity.

Compassionate action emerges from the sense of openness, connectedness, and discernment you have created.

I was 14 or 15 when I discovered poetry, and I pretty much stopped writing prose until Master of Reality.

My passions, concentrated on a single point, resemble the rays of a sun assembled by a magnifying glass: they immediately set fire to whatever object they find in their way.

Jesus was too smart to ever run for public office. That's what Jesus would do.

Never let anyone steal your joy.

How about this?' Simmon asked me. "Which is worse, stealing a pie or killing Ambrose?" I gave it a moment's hard thought. "A meat pie, or a fruit pie?

Hahnji, mister, you must be patient. Before you can name that corner, our future must become past.