There is a saying that every nice piece of work needs the right person in the right place at the right time.
This is the first time in my 32 years in public broadcasting that PBS has ordered up programs for ideological instead of journalistic reasons.
The first time I got up in front of an audience was terror, abject terror, which continued for another four or five years. There still is, a little bit.
Both in thought and in feeling, even though time be real, to realise the unimportance of time is the gate of wisdom.
We grow a little every time we do not take advantage of somebody's weakness.
For the first time, the weird and the stupid and the coarse are becoming our cultural norms, even our cultural ideal.
The notion of time bothers me. You look at thirty-year-old photographs and realize how the time has passed.
I just decided to take some time off. I've been modeling since '93, '92, and that's a pretty long time. I'm a single mother and I chose to focus on her.
I would've liked to have been Poussin, if I'd had a choice, in another time.
I don't get time to hang out with my friends because every time I make a plan, my agent tells me I can't go. I'm used to it.
There is a lot of stuff now that is in bad taste, and I don't see the necessity for it all. We didn't have to do it in our time, and they don't have to do it now.
No, every album is something like a snapshot. It only shows one moment in time. It shows what we feel and think right at that point in time, nothing more and nothing less.
Why waste time trying to discover the truth, when you can so easily create it?
Every time I nostalgically try to regain my liking of John McCain, he reaches into his sleaze bag and pulls out something malodorous.
As time goes by, I realize that I do trust the wind. And I often write my songs for myself.
My biggest worry is I'm running out of time and energy. Thirty years ago I thought 10 years was a really long time.
No matter what anybody says, relationships are based on physical attraction. The first time I saw my wife, it was pure animal whatever.
After The Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal, the audience would like to know where, when, and who arrests Hannibal Lecter for the first time. This is the story of Red Dragon.
I would encourage anybody struggling with their sexuality to go with their heart. If it's not an appropriate time, there will be one later. Never, ever try to rush into anything - do it in your own time.
I was in World War II; I cried when they took me in the Navy. That's the last time I cried.
I did the whole struggling actor thing and lucked into being in the right place at the right time and getting involved in the first 'High School Musical.'
