We are all children searching for love.
Without followers, evil cannot spread.
I love comedy. I’m not known for comedy, but I love it. I’ve done a lot of it, in my lifetime. But most people are surprised to hear that I made a funny movie.
When you let me take I’m grateful. When you let me give I’m blessed.
But if you’re talking about fine art work, then I think you have to ask yourself some pretty deep questions about why it is you want to take pictures and what it is you want to say.
I believe in goodness, mercy and charity. I believe in casting bread upon the waters.
It’s nice to get off the couch, throw the clothes on, add a little make-up and go back to work, every once in a while.
Boston was a great city to grow up in, and it probably still is. We were surrounded by two very important elements: academia and the arts. I was surrounded by theater, music, dance, museums. And I learned how to sail on the Charles River. So I had a great childhood in Boston. It was wonderful.
Logic is the beginning of wisdom, not the end.
I am not Spock. But given the choice, if I had to be someone else, I would be Spock. If someone said, “You can have the choice of being any other TV character ever played,” I would choose Spock. I like him. I admire him. I respect him.
May I say that I have not thoroughly enjoyed serving with humans? I find their illogic and foolish emotions a constant irritant.
You know, for a long time I have been of the opinion that artists don’t necessarily know what they’re doing. You don’t necessarily know what kind of universal concept you’re tapping into.
I think it’s my adventure, my trip, my journey, and I guess my attitude is, let the chips fall where they may.
Rocket ships are exciting but so are roses on a birthday.
The miracle is this: the more we share the more we have.
I’m touched by the idea that when we do things that are useful and helpful – collecting these shards of spirituality – that we may be helping to bring about a healing.
Spock is definitely one of my best friends.
Judging by the pollution content of the atmosphere, I believe we have arrived at the late twentieth century.
It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want.
A stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential.