I really like playing the bad guy. There are so many more objectives to play when you’re mad or villainesque, or when there’s some agenda that you have. That’s drama, that’s where the heart lives....

It’s not as if we’re running a hospital for sick children down here, let’s put it that way. Where’s the nobility in patching up a bunch of old tables and chairs? Corrosive to the soul,...

Don’t make the mistake of depending on the presence of certain people for your training,’ he advised me. ‘Teachers come and go. My own teacher, O-Sensei, died not long ago. I could have given up...

There is no regret in planting a seed of love in someone’s heart.

safe” isn’t one of them.

No one has more heart than Nick. When other guys get pinned, we need others to pick up the slack, and Nick did that tonight.

I think the biggest achievement of my life is that I followed my heart when I knew what it wanted, and had faith in destiny when I didn’t know what it held.

How could you love something so destructive?” I ask.”Because this wolf doesn’t care if your heart is whole or not,” you say. “It tastes just the same.

And as my wife, it’s your duty to ease all my aches.

Trust your gut instinct over spreadsheets. There are too many variables in the real world that you simply can’t put into a spreadsheet. Spreadsheets spit out results from your inexact assumptions and give you a...

Prayer is a heart exercise. It’s an act of communicating with God about what’s most important and pressing in your life.

When you yield yourself in complete and wholehearted obedience to God, He can do great things through you.

I was 48-years old before anybody talked me into it for medicinal purposes, instead of some of these drugs that they give you that will lead you to heart surgery and things of that nature.

EAT YOUR HEART OUT” to reach the goal.From the poem- Holy Dio: the Diver (A tribute to Ronnie James Dio)

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

I wyszedłeś, jasny synku, z czarną bronią w noc,i poczułeś, jak się czai w dźwięku minut – zło.Zanim padłeś, jeszcze ziemię przeżegnałeś ręką.Czy to była kula, synku, czy to serce pękło?

Mein Herz pumpte flüssiges Sonnenlicht.

We do not leave those whom we truly love. We only break the hearts of those whom we can tolerate their hurts and can move away from their pain” From “The Jasmine Tree: Love in...

There are people who feel they should be with you, but something is preventing them from coming close. Please can you just lower the frequency of your stern looking face and smile…and they will make...

If I’m the people’s poet, then I ought to be in people’s hands – and, I hope, in their heart.

If I could touch anything in the world right now, it would be your heart. I want to take that piece of you and keep it with me.