Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.

It's always been my hope, as an actor, to reveal only what is relevant about myself to the work.

Eric Bana

Ask yourself, If I had only sixty seconds on the stage, what would I absolutely have to say to get my message across.

Jeff Dewar

Technology has forever changed the world we live in. We're online, in one way or another, all day long. Our phones and computers have become reflections of our personalities, our interests, and our identities. They hold much that is important to us.

James Comey

Intellectuals are too sentimental for me.

Margaret Anderson

Doing business without advertising is like winking at a girl in the dark. You know what you are doing, but nobody else does.

Stuart Henderson

So then I started doing a lot of episodic TV, just car chases or helicopter chases or whatever.

David R. Ellis

There is no doubt that many expensive national projects may add to our prestige or serve science. But none of them must take precedence over human needs. As long as Congress does not revise its priorities, our crisis is not just material, it is a crisis of the spirit.

Nelson Rockefeller

It is easy to fly into a passion... anybody can do that, but to be angry with the right person to the right extent and at the right time and in the right way that is not easy.

Aristotle

I'm interested in the theater because I'm interested in communication with audiences. Otherwise I would be in concert music.

Stephen Sondheim

Every human has four endowments- self awareness, conscience, independent will and creative imagination. These give us the ultimate human freedom... The power to choose, to respond, to change.

Stephen Covey

Writing means not just staring ugliness in the face, but finding a way to embrace it.

Veronica Roth

afirmou Donne, , mas estava errado. Se não fôssemos ilhas, perder-nos-íamos, afogados nas tragédias uns dos outros.

Neil Gaiman