They've also asked me now to start on another series that we're gonna do after this Frontier Earth. But it's not science fiction, it's more in the Mystery and Crime division and that's another area I'm very interested in.

But real action is in silent moments. The epochs of our life are not in the visible facts of our choice of a calling, our marriage, our acquisition of an office, and the like, but in a silent thought by the wayside as we walk; in a thought which revises our entire manner of life, and says,

Ralph Waldo Emerson

One sword keeps another in the sheath.

George Herbert

Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven.

April Winchell

I suppose I could have stayed home and baked cookies and had teas.

Hillary Clinton

La lassitude est la fin des actes d'une vie machinale, mais elle inaugure en même temps le mouvement de la conscience. Elle l'éveille et elle provoque la suite. La suite, c'est le retour inconscient dans la chaîne, ou c'est l'éveil définitif. Au bout de l'éveil vient avec le temps, la conséquence: suicide ou rétablissement.

Albert Camus

Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.

Marguerite Gardiner

The person who makes a success of living is the one who sees his goal steadily and aims for it unswervingly. That is dedication.

Cecil B. De Mille

I wasn't very aware of pop music because I attended an arts school. For me, it was all about jazz.

Norah Jones

America wants its respect.

Tupac Shakur

I've always remembered something Sanford Meisner, my acting teacher, told us. When you create a character, it's like making a chair, except instead of making someting out of wood, you make it out of yourself. That's the actor's craft - using yourself to create a character.

Robert Duvall

Let Nature have her way; she understands her business better than we do.

Michel de Montaigne

Man was made at the end of the week's work, when God was tired

Mark Twain