He that loves the Word and the purity of its precepts cannot turn traitor.
I realised quite early on that, although I wasn't trying to make a career speciality of it, I was playing slightly asexual, sociopathic intellectuals.
Sometimes being away, on location, I feel like I'm away for much of my own life. I want to be better at staying connected.
I remember very clearly someone saying, 'Don't shake hands with the cactus,' and I thought, 'Well, why not? What could possibly go wrong?' Shaking hands is a friendly gesture.
I'm sort of focused on my long-term goal of carving out a career that's for life, rather than being a flash in the pan.
I can feel infinitely alive curled up on the sofa reading a book.
My mum and dad had worked incredibly hard to afford me an education.
The truth is that the 143 million orphaned children and the 11 million who starve to death or die from preventable diseases and the 8. 5 million who work as child slaves, prostitutes, or under other horrific conditions and the 2. 3 million who live with HIV add up to 164. 8 million needy children. And though at first glance that looks like a big number, 2. 1 billion people on this earth proclaim to be Christians. The truth is that if only 8 percent of the Christians would care for one more child, there would not be any statistics left.
It would require constant vigilance to not replace each person with my own fictional version of them.
I never make a movie for awards consideration. I will use the hope of getting an Academy Award a) to honor the people who work so hard and also b) it's the greatest Good Housekeeping seal in the world. It's the greatest brand. It's as good as Louis Vuitton and Dior in the world of moviemaking. It's the Super Bowl.
Grief remains one of the few things that has the power to silence us. It is a whisper in the world and a clamor within. More than sex, more than faith, even more than its usher death, grief is unspoken, publicly ignored except for those moments at the funeral that are over too quickly, or the conversations among the cognoscenti, those of us who recognize in one another a kindred chasm deep in the center of who we are.