I wasn't sheltered or spoiled. All the money I made, I made myself.
But mostly, it's a book about my relationship with my father.
There are many aspects to directing that have a romantic place in people's minds.
It is cycling as a professional sport that represents the problem. It can transform someone into a liar.
We get strength and encouragement from watching children.
I'm really hopeless with technology - I don't even have a computer.
I love tackling, love it. It's better than sex.
Music is nothing else but wild sounds civilized into time and tune.
Nothing has ever been achieved without trying
Some weeks there's no writing, and some weeks are full of writing.
The camera is no more an instrument of preservation, the image is.
I do not shake hands from a sanitary standpoint.
David Cronenberg knows what we actors do as artists.
It will be a physical encounter but we must not respond in kind.
Believing in something and being a part of something you believe in and watching it work and coming from it.
I'm not a war photographer. I've always dealt with the consequences of conflict.
You deal with me very frankly, and I thank you for it,' said I. 'I will try on my side to be no less honest. I believe these deep duties may lie upon your lordship; I believe you may have laid them on your conscience when you took the oaths of the hi...
He [Wallace] sent a quick note to his friend [Franzen] explaining his behavior. "the bold fact is that I'm a little afraid of you right now,"[...] "all I can tell you is that I may have been that [a worthy opponent] for you a couple/ three years ago,...
The first fruit of love is the musing of the mind on God. He who is in love, his thoughts are ever upon the object. He who loves God is ravished and transported with the contemplation of God. "When I awake, I am still with thee" (Psalm 139:18). The t...
Don’t you believe that Jacob can be healed?” some persisted, pressuring Elizabeth to believe—just believe—and Jacob would be healed. The underlying message was that Elizabeth’s faith was not strong enough to save her son. I remembered then ...
-What's so funny?" "-Sorry," David said, reddening again. "You just taste so sweet." "-What do you mean, sweet?" He licked his bottom lip one more time. "-You taste like honey." "-Honey?" "-Yeah, I thought I was going nuts the day...well, you know, t...
