You shouldn't say anything mean about people who can't read. You should write it instead.
I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around.
The Initial Mystery that attends any journey is: how did the traveler reach his starting point in the first place?
I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy!
. . . politics are nothing but sand and gravel: it is art and life that feed us until we die. Everything else is ambition, hysteria or hatred.
Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity.
Perhaps this very instant is your time.
. . . the sun looks down on nothing half so good as a household laughing together over a meal, or two friends talking over a pint of beer, or a man alone reading a book that interests him. . . " - C. S. Lewis: Weight of Glory
Not a lot of people know this, but I'm very good at mathematics. When I was an angry teenager, I used to sit in my room and do quadratic equations to calm myself down.
I love learning on the set. But, directing is not something I want to do.
I love my nose! I was so nervous when I got pregnant that I was going to get that weird nose spread that you sometimes see pregnant ladies get.