My mom used to tell me stories at night, read books to me - and I read 'em over and over and over again. And you know what I learned from that? I went back and looked at everything - Why do I like reading the same stories over and over and over again? What, was I some kind of nincompoop? No - the narrative gave me connection with my mom.

For some reason I can't explain, artist and musicians tend to look younger than our age. Being in music, you need this youthful sense of discovery and wonder for what you're doing and keep your imagination open. That's a youthful way of looking at life and I think that reflects in how you age.

Joshua Bell

We are students of words: we are shut up in schools, and colleges, and recitation -rooms, for ten or fifteen years, and come out at last with a bag of wind, a memory of words, and do not know a thing.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Newsmen believe that news is a tacitly acknowledged fourth branch of the federal system. This is why most news about government sounds as if it were federally mandated -- serious, bulky and blandly worthwhile, like a high-fiber diet set in type.

P. J. O'Rourke

Because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.

John Green

I'm a physical type of actor and love projects in which I can get physical. The more action, the better.

Wesley Snipes

The world is getting to be such a dangerous place, a man is lucky to get out of it alive.

W. C. Fields

Most people come to fear not death itself, but the many terrible ways of dying.

Polly Toynbee

I guess you could say I've been in my share of violent movies.

Daniel Craig

The jests of the rich are ever successful.

Oliver Goldsmith

Remember that happiness is as contagious as gloom. It should be the first duty of those who are happy to let others know of their gladness.

Maurice Maeterlinck

If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend.

Doug Larson

But we are so fond of life that we have no leisure to entertain the terror of death. It is a honeymoon with us all through, and none of the longest. Small blame to us if we give our whole hearts to this glowing bride of ours, to the appetities, to honour, to the hungry curiosity of the mind, to the pleasure of the eyes in nature, and the pride of our own nimble bodies.

Robert Louis Stevenson, from 'Ae