“Kindle Singles is publishing on skates. It prints like lightning; our book meets readers in hours.”

Listen to what you know instead of what you fear.

I know there’s a principle of spirit. It works without space-time.

Same with anyone who’s been flying for years and loves it still… we’re part of a world we deeply love.

Strong beliefs win strong men, and then make them stronger.

The more I want to get something done, the less I call it work.

Learn how spirit works, a few simple rules, living a perfect spiritual life is easy,

I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth it?

Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you’ll see the way to fly.

If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were.

The questions are diamonds you hold in the light.

Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah.

You teach best what you most need to learn.

In order to win, you must expect to win.

If you will practice being fictional for a while, you will understand that fictional characters are sometimes more real than people with bodies and heartbeats.

Ask yourself the secret of your success. Listen to your answer, and practice it.

I’ve spent so many years waiting for publishers to consider whether they wanted to print a book of mine, making contracts, taking months to fit it into the Fall list or the Spring list, fitting it into an advertising plan.

What’s so great about television. You’re able to tell a long story, where you couldn’t really do that in a film because you have to tell a story in an hour and a half or two hours.

I never wore a single fedora filming L.A. Noire. It took about an hour and a half to do the hair – it was a very precise process.

The decline of true taste for food is the beginning of a decline in a national culture as a whole. When people have lost their authentic personal taste, they lose their personality and become the instruments of other people’s wills.

Not a having and a resting, but a growing and a becoming, is the character of perfection as culture conceives it.

Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.

And I would lie on your chest for hours and dream about the world in your arms but your thoughts were in another world.

I don’t mind wasting my hours with you.

The reflection upon my situation and that of this army produces many an uneasy hour when all around me are wrapped in sleep. Few people know the predicament we are in.