I try to live my life every day in the present, and try not to turn a blind eye to injustice and need.
They won't break me because the desire for freedom, and the freedom of the Irish people, is in my heart. The day will dawn when all the people of Ireland will have the desire for freedom to show. It is then that we will see the rising of the moon.
I don't think about that. I wasn't a kid growing up saying one day I'll get an Oscar and make a speech. That wasn't on my mind. So what I do is the best work I can do.
I consider it probably one of the biggest honors to be in the Academy. There are only like 1300 actors in it, and as far as I know, you're a member for life. To this day, I'm wondering how lucky I was.
I had to prepare physically every day, and I didn't leave many scraps for the writers.
In baseball, there's always the next day.
I struggled many times when maybe it didn't look like I was struggling, and I had to work hard every day.
One changes from day to day, and... after a few years have passed one has completely altered.
Every day we make more progress toward understanding the concert hall.
So It's not like I go from being this disciplined person who has to get up and go to work to now I just lay around all day in my underwear eating Cheerios. I have this structure. I still have to do this and the difference is I'm doing this for me and my company.
The day I became press secretary to the President of the United States, I was in an entirely different world from the one I'd been in the day before.
He's the president of the United States. He's got to work 14 to 16 hours a day, run foreign and domestic policy. If he's got time for mistresses after all that, what the hell difference does it make?
There comes a day when you've become comfortable in your skin. But God as my witness, I am going to try to do everything I can to keep this ass together for as long as I possibly can - without going against nature.
Life has meaning only if one barters it day by day for something other than itself.
Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.