. . . when a woman has a husbandAnd you've got none, Why should she take advice from you?Even if you can quote Balzac and ShakespeareAnd all them other highfalutin' Greeks.

Speaking of River City in The Music Man & his home town, Mason City, Iowa: I didn't have to make up anything. I simply remembered Mason City as closely as I could.

You pile up enough tomorrows and you'll be left with nothing but a bunch of empty yesterdays. I don't know about you, but I'd like to make today worth remembering.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas; Soon the bells will start, And the thing that will make them ring Is the carol that you sing Right within your heart.

Never let the demands of tomorrow interfere with the pleasures and excitement of today.

Where is the good in goodbye?

A man can't turn tail and run just because a little personal risk is involved. What did Shakespeare say? "Cowards die a thousand deaths, the brave man... only 500"?

There were birds in the sky, but I never saw them winging, No I never saw them at all, Until there was you.

The coward dies a thousand deaths — the brave man only 500.

I haven't seen Iowa people get so excited since the night Frank Gotch and Strangler Lewis lay on the mat for three and a half hours without moving a muscle.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, everywhere you go; Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening once again. With candy canes and silver lanes aglow.

How strange that we can go from friends to inseparable to hateful then casual all in one lifetime.

We strive for a world where every earthling has the right to live and grow. That's why we don't eat animals.

Perhaps she wasn't ill at all in the end, but simply more revealed.

Any time you see signs or labels added to a device, it is an indication of bad design: a simple lock should not require instructions.

I feel like after acting, the other half of why I love this business is the opportunity to work with and meet people who inspire you. That it pays my rent is a good bonus.

Till we can become divine, we must be content to be human, lest in our hurry for change we sink to something lower.

I am an eye. I am a mechanical eye. I, a machine, I am showing you a world, the likes of which only I can see

I have often thought upon death, and I find it the least of all evils.

It is your thoughts and your thoughts alone that determine what's possible for you now.

For years I thought my work still lay ahead, and now I find it is behind me: there was no moment when it took place.