I got done writing Ports of Call and suddenly realized I have far too much material for the book.
They look outside the windows of their apartment in town and realize they're not living in a terrace anymore. This is a room full of dreamers who like to go to London for a day.
The minute I start to talk about acting, I realize that I can't. You know, it's an abstract thing, a little bit mysterious even if you do it for a living.
I think Mick Jagger would be astounded and amazed if he realized that to many people he is not a sex symbol, but a mother image.
Because I was surrounded by so much negativity at some point that it took me going back and doing stand-up to realize, you know, people really like me.
I did do Broadway for a little less than a year and realized quickly I don't have a passion for it and, more importantly, I don't have a talent in it.
I think a playwright realizes after he finishes working on the script that this is only the beginning. What will happen when it moves into three dimensions?
I, like you, was not depraved or defected before birth but created to be magnificent, a wonderful and freeing realization - simple but explosive.
Universities have come to realize that online is not a fad. The question is not whether to engage in this area but how to do it.
I started realizing that I wasn't so dumb; rather, most people simply didn't know the answers to the questions that I was interested in-or they didn't care.
With realization of one's own potential and self-confidence in one's ability, one can build a better world.
One of the most scariest thing in life is when you come to the realization that the only thing that can save you is...yourself
Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings.
For most of history, man has had to fight nature to survive; in this century he is beginning to realize that, in order to survive, he must protect it.
One of the things that happens to people in grief is they secretly think they're crazy, because they realize they are thinking things that don't make sense.
Falling in love for the first time is like an instant realization of just how old your soul is.
The difficulties which I meet with in order to realize my existence are precisely what awaken and mobilize my activities, my capacities.
Too many people have been analyzing their pasts, their childhoods, their memories, their parents, and realizing that it doesn't do anything-or that it doesn't do enough.
I realize that a writer's business is setting fire to Piggy Sneed-and trying to save him-again and again; forever.
We're just trying to make ourselves laugh. We realize critics are going to hate it, but it just makes fans like it more.
Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were Leibnizian monadic reflections of the One Thing.
