Love was that way. You could not render it in black or white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of grey.
I think you could ask 10 English people the same question about class and get a very different answer.
I could be the Greta Garbo of comedy, very secluded, but Garbo had a man who was beyond rich to support her.
Writing for me is a kind of compulsion, so I don't think anyone could have made me do it, or prevented me from doing it.
After my divorce, painting took me out of panic mode and into a serene, calm place. I could absolutely lose myself.
I wish black people had a flag they could put into the ground, like when the troops stormed Iwo Jima.
The worst thing that being an artist could do to you would be that it would make you slightly unhappy constantly.
You get crushes on people. You have to see them every day in that week. They're a fantastic person, and it could be a man or a woman.
If I had my own Neverland it would probably be the coolest place in the world. You could do anything you want there. There would be trees everywhere.
Mum decided that I could sing a bit, so she put me in a choir, which I hated, and it was just a nightmare. I was a rebellious sort of choirboy.
When I was doing 'Neighbours,' I was aiming to go to university, then go to med school, but I realised I could make a better living from acting.
When I was younger, I looked to actors like they were from another planet. You couldn't believe you could be anywhere near that world. It was exciting. I kind of like that.
I met a congressman who claimed that he could introduce me to two people who saw Amelia Earhart.
I sometimes find reality far more fantastical and unlikely than what I could just make up.
Activating oxygen can produce compounds called radicals that put oxidative stress on cells. Such stress could ultimately lead to cancer and other diseases.
You could put this record on and not get jarred half-way through. I wanted it to be all cut from one cloth, and that was the way we took it through the whole production process.
Evolution is necessary for ones progress…. resisting it could make one sore in mind and spirit and then unable to enjoy the journey.
She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
Henry liked fun and avoided when he could any solemn or serious matter, for he confused these with sorrow.
What had he ever wanted that he could not buy? And if that wasn't riches he didn't know what was.
What else could I give you I already gave you my whole heart It beat and beat inside me but it is yours
