Most important thought, if you love someone, tell him or her, for you never know what tomorrow may have in store.
I'm just out of touch with new music in general, and I only know about it if I'm hanging out with someone that knows about it, or I catch it on YouTube.
I've always related music to those moments when someone turns you loose on something and they haven't told you how to do it.
You're talking to someone who really understands rock music.
When I'm writing music, I'm not playing a character. I'm not Alice Cooper or Gene Simmons or someone like that, who has acknowledged that they are writing music for a character.
It's interesting to wake up at 3 in the morning by someone saying they're a reporter and they want to know how you feel. I felt fine, but I said, 'Well, why do you ask?'
It doesn't much signify whom one marries, for one is sure to find next morning that it was someone else.
I'm a free spirit, so if I am with someone it has to be a man who understands that, and not all men do.
The deal is: most men just want to marry someone who is nice to them.
My mom always said, 'Marry someone smarter than yourself, Katee, because No. 1, you're not that smart. And No. 2, then you'll have smart babies.'
Marriage is another trap. If you are someone who likes independence, it's another stamp against that. And you have to swear to fidelity.
The secret to a long marriage in the film industry? Marry someone wonderful, as I did. And always have her come along on location.
That's my prescription for a happy marriage - marry someone who doesn't do anything similar to what you do.
I am fairly classless because it is very difficult to class someone who comes from a mixed marriage.
Some disaster movies look like you're watching someone else play video games. They're fun but it's not real.
I'd done a ton of movies here in Hollywood, and I realized that every movie I'd done was somebody's else's work and someone else's vision.
I would just die if some little girl saw me jump into bed with someone in the movies, and then she did it and got AIDS and died.
Marie: He went out the window... why would someone do that?
[last lines] Waiter: Are you on your own, sir? Virgil Oldman: No, I'm waiting for someone.
I thought I might be a band instructor, someone who plays all the instruments and teaches others.
You learn a lot about someone when you share a meal together.
