If you're trying to get someone who's sick with a fever off of a submarine and it's cold and raining outside, the only way in and out of a submarine, generally, is through a fairly narrow hatch.
My life turned out to be beyond my greatest dreams.
I don't like mushiness. I'm a very emotional person but I hate sentimentality. I don't like great demonstrations of emotion. But as I'm getting older, I'm getting much more open about all that.
I am able to play monsters well. I understand monsters. I understand madmen.
We all dream. We dream vividly, depending on our nature. Our existence is beyond our explanation, whether we believe in God or we have religion or we're atheist.
I'm more and more convinced that life is a dream. What has happened to me is surely a dream.
That's what happens if you don't address the darkness in you. You become repressed and depressed and suicidal.
The number one thing I urge people to remember is it is all about being scientific about managing strategic uncertainty, while striking the important balance between being thorough and being flexible.
I'm getting very old and my bones ache. My sins are deserting me, and if I could only have my time over again I'd take care to commit more of them.
Now you know," I said lightly, and shrugged. "No one's ever loved anyone as much as I love you.
I have been there, and still would go; 'T is like a little heaven below.