“Every man has his own heaven, for me, heaven has always been being in the movies. When I used to imagine this place there was always a bright light.”

We can always be a source of light to those around us.

I’ve been living with myself all of my life, so I know all of me. So when I watch me, all I see is me. It’s boring.

You measure yourself by the people who measure themselves by you.

The best way to confront, or deal with, technological innovation is to keep moving technologically.

Let me be the first to tell you, drinking alcohol is the worst thing to do in cold weather. Hot soup is the best because the process of digesting food helps to warm you up.

People hear that and say I’m being modest, but I am not a modest person, but I have to be truthful about what I’m doing and what I’m doing is channeling.

A single thread of hope, can still be a powerful thing.

Fatigue, discomfort, discouragement are merely symptoms of effort.

I gravitate towards gravitas.

All you have to do is believe, then you will see everything.

When I was doing theater, I was very successful at believing that I was great, God’s gift to the theater.

If you live a life of make-believe, your life isn’t worth anything until you do something that does challenge your reality.

If your life turns out to be good and you have a tremendous amount of luck in your life, it’s a good thing to turn around and make it work for others.

How are we going to get rid of racism? Stop talking about it!

Fighting for equality is a celebration of independence. Fighting for black lives is a celebration of independence.

Every canvas offers a new perspective.

Never be the brightest person in the room.

For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate’s decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.

Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.

We were language’s magpies by nature, stealing whatever sounded bright and shiny.

A pair of bright eyes with a dozen glances suffice to subdue a man; to enslave him, and enflame him; to make him even forget; they dazzle him so that the past becomes straightway dim to him; and he so prizes them that he would give all his life to possess ’em.

You are the cream in my coffee as you lather me with your sweet kisses, brightening up my every morning. Your existence is ever so adoring.

Fire delight burning bright, full of beauty glimmering ruby.

There are gems of wondrous brightness Often times lying at our feet, And we pass them, walking thoughtless, Down the busy, crowded street. If we knew, our pace would slacken, We would step more oft with care, Lest our careless feet be treading To the earth some jewel rare.