“When you’re pushed killing is as easy as breathing.”

Ya gotta do what ya gotta do.

Now if you know what you’re worth. Then go out and get what you’re worth.

I take rejection as someone blowing a bugle in my ear to wake me up and get going, rather than retreat.

I realized, the older I get, the more difficult life becomes. It’s not easier, it’s more difficult.

It would be great to be able to pass on to someone all of the successes, the failures, and the knowledge that one has had. To help someone, avoid all the fire, pain and anxiety would be wonderful.

Everybody has anger or regret in them one way or another. They all try different things to get it out. Some people go to psychiatrists. Some paint pictures. Some people talk it out.

I’m perceived to be this solitary character, but nothing could be further from the truth.

Movies are the work of a collective conscious. It takes 500-800 people on a movie to complete a vision.

I was an ambitious child and I tended to be scatterbrained. If I was at school and saw a bird outside the window I wanted to follow it. I was adventurous.

I thought I had reached a point in life where everything would be smooth. But it is not. It just gets more jagged and pitted and filled with turns that take you into the dark recesses of your mind. It never seems to get easy.

Some actors are brilliant character guys. They submerge.

Study people’s success stories hard. Study their failures even harder.

Remember the mind is your best muscle, BIG ARMS can move rocks, but BIG WORDS can move mountains. Ride the brain train for success.

At the very end, the one person who Rambo should kill, he doesn’t kill. He lets it live. Because you can’t kill that kind of hypocritical bureaucracy. It goes on forever.

Time is truly the great enemy. It’s not the great healer, it’s the great stealer.

Testosterone to me is so important for a sense of well-being when you get older.

The Lord breathes the breath of life, contrition of heart, into the face of the soul when he impresses upon it his own image and likeness, which has been soiled by sin, and renews it.

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love—then make that day count!

For me, managing my energy means slowing myself down before the big event. I slow down the racing thoughts in my mind. I concentrate on and slow down my breathing. I listen to and steady my heart rate.

Let God be the air in which your heart breathes at ease.

I do not write. My lungs just breathe in words.

I cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.

Become the leader of your life. Lead yourself to where you want to be. Breathe life back into your ambitions, your desires, your goals, your relationships.

We need to put ourselves in the shoes of our customers. That is my new battle cry. Live and breathe Starbucks the way our customers do.