It's so crazy in Hollywood.
I've got about 27 gigs right now. I've got radio, I've got television, I've got The Washington Post.
Men are clinging to football on a level we aren't even aware of. For centuries, we ruled everything, and now, in the last ten minutes, there are all these incursions by women. It's our Alamo.
Everyone who ever walked barefoot into his child's room late at night hates Legos.
He is already past the high point in his life and coming down on the other side. By next week he'll be nostalgia. He's 12 years old, and it's over for him.
The Bears treat offense as if its bubonic plague.
Hannah Storm in a horrifying, horrifying outfit today. She's got on red go-go boots and a catholic school plaid skirt. . . way too short for somebody in her 40s or maybe early 50s by now. . . She's got on her typically very, very tight shirt. She looks like she has sausage casing wrapping around her upper body. . . I know she's very good, and I'm not supposed to be critical of ESPN people, so I won't. . . but Hannah Storm. . . come on now! Stop! What are you doing?. . . She's what I would call a Holden Caulfield fantasy at this point.
We gotta be willing to seek direction. . . we've gotta be willing to look within.
Before my encounter with Thomist philosophy through Maritain, I had almost reached the same conclusions through the logical development of my work, intuition and thought, but what a great sense of joy I felt upon discovering, in Maritain, the confirmation of certain thought patterns, certain ways of clarifying these to myself and to others
Art is collective. Always, it has a tradition behind it.
No one is perfect, except for Penélope Cruz.