Where does the story end? That's what it's all about. It's what we all want to know.

Some of us think we already know the answer. They are the people who close a book and never think about it again. To them, the story ends at the words 'The End' and that's that.

We must surrender ourselves to God, not our assignments.

Notwithstanding these setbacks, the dream of a beautiful American orchestra goes on, and I share Dr. King's faith that each year we move inexorably closer to a magnificent opening night.

We see this as a test of their ability to face reality.

I think I tried to control situations within my first marriage and I wasn't the easiest person to live with.

Young people are so often dissed by the media.

I am never afraid to serve the society. And if someone objects, I will send them a garland.

I lost track of day and night too. My time was divided into Dimitri and not-Dimitri. He was my world. When he wasn't there, the moments were agony.

You're searching... For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings - there are no such things. There are only middles.

Political matters are developing so fast that we must not let a single thing slip without use.

I don't speak up about something unless I feel strongly about it and until I've researched a subject extensively and have an informed decision about it.