When you hear people making hateful comments, stand up to them. Point out what a waste it is to hate, and you could open their eyes.
I think I've developed, as many people do, this sense of, 'Don't say the wrong thing, or else people will point at you and laugh.'
My mother is who she is. I've become who I am. At some point I realized those two just didn't go together.
If there's anything you could point out where I was a little different, it was the fact that I never mentioned winning.
Coming to the END of MYSELF and all SELF effort...seems to be the very point that God steps in and shows HIMSELF to be more than ENOUGH.
Inequality has risen to the point that it seems to me worthwhile for the U.S. to seriously consider taking the risk of making our economy more rewarding for more of the people.
I suppose the worst case scenario is that people will get to the point where they can't actually afford to make what they want to make creatively. The industry is collapsing.
There is no point in asking a man a question until you have established whether he has any reason to lie to you.
I hate it, it is tedious... when I write for my act, it is very improvisational, I write bullet points, I cannot sit in front of a computer; that is not my style.
I'm kind of a sloppy feminist. Any ideology makes me a little nervous because there's some point where it doesn't allow for the complexity of things.
You don't lead by pointing and telling people some place to go. You lead by going to that place and making a case.
I'm lucky I'm a comedian, 'cause otherwise my life would just be a series of undocumented low points.
I jump into the process, and the record begins to gel at some point. Then I begin to get a picture of where I'm going. But it's not always something I know on the front-end.
I did learn that there's no point in eating too much Vitamin C because it comes out of your bladder.
While some debate its helpfulness at generating monetizable traffic, when Digg points to a story, huge audience spikes quickly follow.
The original item looked like a little hand cart with the figure of a man mounted on a platform between the wheels. The man's outstretched arm always pointed south.
Most of us are only willing to call 5% of our present information into question any one point.
I think all players reach a point in their career where it's natural to lose some of that hunger, that desire, to sort of break out or be a star.
It's an important point to make that people can't just be invalidated, eradicated, because they don't fit tidily into a box. And more and more, the modern world is all about conformity.
I am simply not interested, at this point, in creating narrative scenes between characters.
The model should only serve the very private function for the painter of providing the starting point for his excitement.
