You make a film and you don't know who it's going to appeal to.

We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks. That's what connects us-that we're all broken, all beautifully imperfect.

We don't think about pilgrimage in this country. We don't think about meditation. The idea of taking a six-week walk is totally foreign to most Americans. But it's probably exactly what we need.

I saw a headshot with the name 'Emilio Sheen' printed under it and it looked terrible.

I used to Google my name to see what came up - it hurt.

In the current climate, we live in a pessimistic and non-idealistic world.

We've lost touch and allowed technology to take precedence over organic nature. But let's not forget that those microchips in our computers came from elements of the earth.

Film is an illusion. Fame is ephemeral. Faith and family are what endure.

We need to risk, we need to dare to risk and fail greatly because that's the only way we grow.

People are beautiful wrecks.

We're all imperfect. And wouldn't it be great if the message sent out by the mainstream media is that we're fine being exactly who we are? Wouldn't that be great for everyone?

Art expresses those unexplainable thoughts of our soul.

A goal gives you the lens to see the future with clearer vision.

Friendship is neither a formality nor a mode: it is rather a life.

Duct tape is not a perfect solution to anything. But with a little creativity, in a pinch, it's an adequate solution to just about everything.

It really doesn't matter how long. If you practice with your (body), no amount is enough. If you practice with your head, two hours is plenty.

At long as a stock is acting right, and the market is right, do not be in a hurry to take profits. One should never permit speculative ventures to run into investments.

When we talk to god, it's prayer. When god talks to us, it's schizophrenia.

Live your life until love is found Or love's gonna get you down

It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of human kind.

Miss not the occasion; by the forelock take that subtle power, the never-halting time.