When I have the time at home, I'll practice three or four hours a day. I have to. And I'm a late starter I started at age 17 and at age 51 I'm still learning.

I am involved in Greenpeace. And I just recently completely switched my diet over to near-veganism. So you try to do little things that you can. I recycle every single day. Every single thing in my house that can be recycled is.

Lindsey Shaw

Houston, Tranquillity Base here. The Eagle has landed.

Neil Armstrong

I am not what I think. I am thinking what I think.

Eric Butterworth

In every loving woman there is a priestess of the past

Henri Frederic Amiel

The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death.

David Herbert Lawrence

I want to be a fun mom. Not a gasping for air mom.

Mariska Hargitay

I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth it?

Richard Bach

My kids give me the balance to live right.

Celine Dion

Humility has no home in celebrity. Be humble in your direct dealings with people, but unafraid to trumpet your greatness to the public.

Nkrumah Farrar

To be able to endure odium is the first art to be learned by those who aspire to power.

Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping. All the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives. My mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a stone, a very pebble stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog. A Jew would have wept to have seen our parting. Why, my grandam, having no eyes, look you, wept herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show you the manner of it. This shoe is my father. No, this left shoe is my father. No, no, this left shoe is my mother. Nay, that cannot be so neither. Yes, it is so, it is so -- it hath the worser sole. This shoe with the hole in it is my mother, and this my father. A vengeance on't! There 'tis. Now, sir, this staff is my sister, for, look you, she is as white as a lily and as small as a wand. This hat is Nan, our maid. I am the dog. No, the dog is himself, and I am the dog -- O, the dog is me, and I am myself. Ay, so, so. Now come I to my father: 'Father, your blessing.' Now should not the shoe speak a word for weeping. Now should I kiss my father -- well, he weeps on. Now come I to my mother. O, that she could speak now like a wood woman! Well, I kiss her -- why, there 'tis: here's my mother's breath up and down. Now come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes. Now the dog all this while sheds not a tear nor speaks a word!

William Shakespeare

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.

John Dryden