It was as if hope had appeared out of nowhere to settle beside her and it wasn't going anywhere, it wasn't going to desert her now.

The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life. Since man is mortal, the only immortality possible for him is to leave something behind him that is immortal since it will always move. This is the artist's way of scribbling Kilroy was here on the wall of the final and irrevocable oblivion through which he must someday pass.

William Faulkner

No compliment can be eloquent, except as an expression of indifference.

George Eliot

Everybody now admits that apartheid was wrong, and all I did was tell the people who wanted to know where I come from how we lived in South Africa. I just told the world the truth. And if my truth then becomes political, I can't do anything about that.

Miriam Makeba

All great literature is one of two stories; a man goes on a journey or a stranger comes to town.

Leo Tolstoy

What is a cult? It just means not enough people to make a minority.

Robert Altman

Faith is an aptitude of the spirit. It is, in fact, a talent: you must be born with it.

Anton Chekhov

The need to understand prescription information can literally be a matter of life and death.

Andrew Cuomo

I have a chaperone everywhere I go - my mom.

Shawn Johnson

That's the thing about interviews, at some point you're going to change your mind. But it's there forever and you can't escape it.

Martha Plimpton

London is completely unpredictable when it comes to weather. You'll start a scene, and it's a beautiful morning. You get there at 6 in the morning, set up, you start the scene, start shooting. Three hours later, it is pitch black and rainy.

David Schwimmer

Some things are so unexpected that no one is prepared for them.

Leo Rosten

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me: As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.

Julia Ward Howe