William Shakespeare Quotes
Quotes to Explore
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We're constantly striving for success, fame and comfort when all we really need to be happy is someone or some thing to be enthusiastic about.
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No one rises so high as he who knows not whither he is going.
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All I remember is the last time I played a videogame, it was Space Invaders.
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My show is my statement. What I have to say is on the screen. My life is my own. I don't want to talk about my private self. Why should I?
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I want to play a variety of different characters in different genres of film.
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You can get stale writing with each other for a while.
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The historian will tell you what happened. The novelist will tell you what it felt like.
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Good ideas are like Nike sports shoes. They may facilitate success for an athlete who possesses them, but on their own they are nothing but an overpriced pair of sneakers. Sports shoes don't win races. Athletes do.
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Procrastination gives you time to consider divergent ideas, to think in nonlinear ways, to make unexpected leaps.
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If a script is good, you are 10 steps into the part just reading it. But my choices are not all down to my taste. It is about people you have worked with before.
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Eve Ensler is a hero of mine. She's been working for the rights of women for a long time.
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I don’t know what a star is. I never think about these things, because the more you think about them, the more your ears get used to them.
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Design is the patterning and planning of any act toward a desired, foreseeable end... any attempt to separate design, to make it a thing-by-itself works, counter to the fact that design is the primary underlying matrix of life.
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Chanel lambskin, vintage Vanson I'm on the bike doing wheelies in a mansion
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It's going to be a big topic of discussion.
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A religion, even if it calls itself a religion of love, must be hard and unloving to those who do not belong to it.
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Your thoughts, vividly imagined and repeated, charged with emotion, become your reality.
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I couldn't meet his gaze. I stared at the table just behind him--the mess of cards on it, the lantern giving off its quiet glow. "When you gave me your shirt to wear that night, I could feel you. I could feel your essence." The world went still. We were standing only inches from each other, not touching. Outside, I could hear the faint murmur of the wind blowing through the trees. "What did it feel like?" he asked in a low voice. "Like...coming home," I admitted.
