I've matured, maybe, but not grown up.
Maybe since I was 35 years old it was time to go upstairs.
Maybe that was the price of loving someone: You lost your grasp of where they ended and you began.
Michael Flynn, national security adviser, [his reaction] to the Iranian missile test the other day was very frightening. Now the missile test is ill-advised, they shouldn't have done it. But it's not in violation of international law or international agreements. They shouldn't have done it. His reaction suggested maybe we're going to go to war in retaliation.
Maybe I was born to play ball. Maybe I truly was.
You're not just going out there, maybe sacrificing your own life. There's also sacrifices still going on at home. You can serve in the military and have a good marriage, but you just need to be aware of it so you can take those steps to take care of it.
Most of the time after the US Open, it is kind of like you are trying to finish strong. But to do it five years and maybe six is something that has never been done before, so it is a huge challenge.
I've always kind of ripped from real life to some degree or at least how I'm feeling in the moment. In fact, maybe that's really it. In anything I've ever written, all the characters sound like me, which I don't think is a bad thing.
There's a certain arrogance to an actor who will look at a script and feel like, because the words are simple, maybe they can paraphrase it and make it better.
Maybe Alexander Lightwood would not break his heart.
It was Kizzy's first kiss and maybe it was her last and it was delicious.
It's very Canadian of me - or maybe it's more the Catholic schoolgirl in me - but I always really want to do a good job.
Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometimes four inches will do the job, but to be really sure, I like to have six.
What happens, matters. Maybe only to us but it matters.
I suppose maybe if I had been an attractive child, I would have had less inclination to push my physical presence.
And maybe getting a grip and letting go are not so dissimilar, when the holding on or the letting go is all part of moving on-getting on with it. Getting on with the difficult and dizzying business of living.
Every meal should end with something sweet. Maybe it's jelly on toast at breakfast, or a small piece of chocolate at dinner - but it always helps my brain bring a close to the meal.
I started writing when I was about 20, 21 maybe.
I hope for the experience of people standing together, turning their backs to the city and facing this, and hearing the leaves rustle. Well, maybe it won't be as bucolic as at the Brooklyn Navy Yard, but I know you will feel removed from the city.
Maybe men are separated from each other only by the degree of their misery