I love wandering. It's liberating to throw away the map and explore uncharted galleries. You'll nearly always stumble into something immensely interesting that way.
I have the same problem as Edward Furlong. I'm so thin!
When I was young I used to have this thing where I wanted to see everything I used to think 'How can I die without seeing every inch of this world?'
You can make history, or you will be vilified by it.
Me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know its not some place you can look for because its not where you go. It’s how you feel for a moment in your life when you’re a part of something and if you find that moment, it lasts forever.
Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.
There is no element of genius without some form of madness.
I was a big light heavyweight but I feel perfect at heavyweight. When I look back at some of my old fights, I was really just a shell of myself. Now I'm healthy and strong and ready to get to the top.
The biggest threat we face is the possibility of terrorist groups like al Qaeda equipped with weapons of mass destruction, with nukes, bugs or gas. That was the threat after 911 and when we took down Saddam Hussein we eliminated Iraq as a potential source of that.
What are you looking at?" Jordan demanded finally, watching her. "A dragon. " When he looked bewildered she lifted her arm and pointed to the sky in the southeast. "Right there—that cloud—what do you see when you look at it?" "A fat cloud. " Alexandra rolled her eyes at him. "What else do you see?" He was quiet for a moment studying the sky. "Five more fat clouds and three thin ones.
The only interesting thing that can happen in a Swiss bedroom is suffocation by feather mattress.