Don't let anyone tell you your ideas are stupid or the thing you feel most passionate about 'won't work' - it's happened to me time and time again, and we find that if you push at what you think is interesting hard enough, you're probably right.
I've never told anyone this before, but I'm an obsessive-compulsive. I go back to my hotel room every evening and put the coat hangers back in order and open my bag and rearrange it. It takes a lot of my time, but if I don't do it I can't sleep.
Much like anyone with too much time on his or her hands, I feel as though I am the most important person on earth and everything I do is relevant. I say the most charming and inspired things when no one is around.
First off, I don't want anyone to think I'm this huge thing in Japan. Every group from here that's made any records over any length of time - even indie bands - have a Cheap Trick effect in Japan.
This may sound mad, but you sort of assume that no one's going to watch what you do. You go on set, have a lovely time, and then you forget anyone's going to see it. So it's always a bit of a shock to be recognized. I get terribly embarrassed.
After I left Texas and went to California, I had a hard time getting anyone to play anything that I was writing, so I had to end up playing them myself. And that's how I ended up just being a saxophone player.
Woodstock happened in August 1969, long before the Internet and mobile phones made it possible to communicate instantly with anyone, anywhere. It was a time when we weren't able to witness world events or the horrors of war live on 24-hour news chann...
Anyone with an inbox knows what I'm talking about. A dozen emails to set up a meeting time. Documents attached and edited and reedited until no one knows which version is current. Urgent messages drowning in forwards and cc's and spam.
If we were to abandon concern for what is true, what is false, and what remains indeterminate, the world would be totally chaotic. Even those who deny the importance of truth, on the one hand, are quick to jump on anyone who is caught lying.
Spike: He was just all alone. He couldn't enjoy a game with anyone else. Like living in a dream... That's the kind of man he was...
[about to fight a squadron of black ops] Steve Rogers: Before we get started, does anyone want to get out?
[Seymour's phone rings] Enid: Aren't you going to get that? Seymour: Let the machine get it. I have no desire to talk to anyone who might be calling me.
[the morning of the games] Katniss Everdeen: I don't want to be with anyone else in there. Just you. Peeta Mellark: If that's what you want. Katniss Everdeen: That's what I want.
Captain Ramius: You're afraid of our fleet. Well, you should be. Personally, I'd give us one chance in three. More tea anyone?
Gimli: If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they're not, I'd say we were taking the long way around.
Professor Henry Higgins: The question is not whether I've treated you rudely but whether you've ever heard me treat anyone else better.
Shang: Soldiers! [all assemble into line] Shang: You will assemble swiftly and silently every morning. Anyone who acts otherwise, will answer to me. Yao: Ooh, tough guy!
Lasky: Has your father ever killed anyone? Rusty: Just a dog. Oh and my Aunt Edna. Clark: Hey you can't prove that Russ.
[Nice Guy Eddie asks if anyone knows what happened to Mr. Blue] Mr. Blonde: Either he's alive or he's dead, or the cops got him... or they don't.
Gus Grissom: I did NOT do anything wrong. The hatch just BLEW. It was a GLITCH. It was a- a TECHNICAL MALFUNCTION. Why in hell won't anyone believe me?
William Somerset: [to Tracy] Anyone who spends a significant amount of time with me finds me disagreeable. Just ask your husband. David Mills: Very true. Very, very true.
