Put blinders on to those things that conspire to hold you back, especially the ones in your own head.
I just want to be rich and famous.
There's a statistical theory that if you gave a million monkeys typewriters and set them to work, they'd eventually come up with the complete works of Shakespeare. Thanks to the Internet, we now know this isn't true.
Even before my audition, there were several pages missing from my script because those bits were so unbelievably secret not even I was allowed to see them.
I don't know how to construct a career that'll make me famous. Except maybe get my ears pinned back, get my teeth done, and go to America. But then I'll be competing with billions of actors who haven't got false teeth, and who are 25.
I just wanna build momentum again. Keeping yourself in work is one thing, keeping yourself in good work's another. But if it doesn't work out, so be it. As the Taoists say, Learn to accept that which you cannot change.
I'm not usually attracted to big-budget American films.
If you hide information from people, don't want people to see the Ten Commandments or don't want people to hear about Darwin, aren't we hiding things that we know from our future generations? I just think that that's incorrect.
The food that memory gives to eat is bitter to the taste, and it is only with the teeth of hope that we can bear to bite it.
The brave endure their labors, the cowardly are worth the cowards nothing at all.
We want to show how hip-hop, which kind of fuels today's basketball stars, is directly related to jazz.