My discrepancy with children in the industry is that they are made famous before they know who they are as human beings.

All the interests of my reason, speculative as well as practical, combine in the three following questions: 1. What can I know? 2. What ought I to do? 3. What may I hope?

Immanuel Kant

Comedy, we may say, is society protecting itself - with a smile.

J. B. Priestley

If my books had been any worse, I should not have been invited to Hollywood, and if they had been any better, I should not have come.

Raymond Chandler

Los Angeles is like a beauty parlor at the end of the universe.

Emily Mortimer

Being on the tightrope is living; everything else is waiting.

Karl Wallenda

The hard sayings of our Lord are wholesome to those only who find them hard.

C.S. Lewis

I visited my father for the full ten years that he was in prison, so we already had a deep and loving relationship, and remembered our mother at those times.

Sam Sheppard

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

Dejan Stojanovic

If you are lazy, and accept your lot, you may live in it. If you are willing to work, you can write your name anywhere you choose.

Gene Stratton-Porter

I am the man of your dreams. Go back to sleep.?

Jarod Kintz

The First [Friend] is the alter ego, the man who first reveals to you that you are not alone in the world by turning out (beyond hope) to share all your most secret delights. There is nothing to be overcome in making him your friend; he and you join like raindrops on a window. But the Second Friend is the man who disagrees with you about everything. He is not so much the alter ego as the antiself. Of course he shares your interests; otherwise he would not become your friend at all. But he has approached them all at a different angle. He has read all the right books but has got the wrong thing out of every one. It is as if he spoke your language but mispronounced it. How can he be so nearly right and yet, invariably, just not right? He is as fascinating (and infuriating) as a woman. When you set out to correct his heresies, you will find that he forsooth to correct yours! And then you go at it, hammer and tongs, far into the night, night after night, or walking through fine country that neither gives a glance to, each learning the weight of the other's punches, and often more like mutually respectful enemies than friends. Actually (though it never seems so at the time) you modify one another's thought; out of this perpetual dogfight a community of mind and a deep affection emerge.

C.S. Lewis

We have more than we use.

Ralph Waldo Emerson