Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.

Begin to be now what you will be hereafter.

St. Jerome

Scratch the Christian and you find the pagan -- spoiled.

Israel Zangwill

I saw a sign: Rest Area 25 Miles. That's pretty big. Some people must be really tired.

Steven Wright

I film quite a bit of footage, then edit. Changes before your eyes, things you can do and things you can't. My attitude is always 'let it keep rolling.'

Terrence Malick

Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home.

Gwendolyn Brooks

There is nobody so irritating as somebody with less intelligence and more sense than we have.

Don Herold

If you look back too much, you will soon be headed that way

Source Unknown

The law reports in newspapers contain perhaps the only real history of England that has any relation to truth.

Robert Baldwin Ross

But should you ever come to a time when you need to say something upon my behalf, say this, 'The last truth is that there is no magic.

Raymond E. Feist

The Dalai Lama. He is a very wise man of great inner peace who believes that happiness is the purpose of our lives. Through his teachings and leadership, he continues to make this world a better place in which to live.

Sidney Sheldon

Another piece of advice: when you proofread cross out as many adjectives and adverbs as you can. You have so many modifiers that the reader has trouble understanding and gets worn out. It is comprehensible when I write: The man sat on the grass, because it is clear and does not detain one's attention. On the other hand, it is difficult to figure out and hard on the brain if I write: The tall, narrow-chested man of medium height and with a red beard sat down on the green grass that had already been trampled down by the pedestrians, sat down silently, looking around timidly and fearfully. The brain can't grasp all that at once, and art must be grasped at once, instantaneously. And then one other thing; you are lyrical by nature. The timber of your soul is soft. If you were a composer you would avoid writing marches. It is unnatural for your talent to curse, shout, taunt, denounce with rage. Therefore, you'll understand if I advise you, in proofreading, to eliminate the sons of bitches, curs, and flea-bitten mutts that appear here and there on the pages of Life.

Anton Chekhov, To Maxim Gorky, S

What happens is fact, not truth. Truth is what we think about what happens.

Robert McKee