The best men of the best epochs are simply those who make the fewest blunders and commit the fewest sins.
Coaches who can outline plays on a black board are a dime a dozen. The ones who win get inside their player and motivate.
He who loves practice without theory is like the sailor who boards ship without a rudder and compass and never knows where he may cast.
The chess player who develops the ability to play two dozen boards at a time will benefit from learning to compress his or her analysis into less time.
People who boast about their I.Q. are losers.
Those who boast of their descent, brag on what they owe to others.
The person who goes farthest is generally the one who is willing to do and dare. The sure-thing boat never gets far from shore.
Only the guy who isn't rowing has time to rock the boat.
I have come up at the end of a dive, and the boat was not where I left it. I had to take care of a buddy who did panic. But I was confident the boat would come back.
I have one brother who is a surgeon, there's me, and my other brother builds boats.
That's who I wanted to be like was Bob Dylan.
We don't really know who killed Martin Luther King. We don't really know who killed Bobby Kennedy. We don't really know who killed John Kennedy. We don't really know who killed Tupac Shakur.
It is the most sensual men who need to flee women and torment their bodies.
One of the first media tours I did was with The Rock - no one knew who I was, as I had just come from WCW; they thought I was The Rock's bodyguard.
Actors have bodyguards and entourages not because anybody wants to hurt them - who would want to hurt an actor? - but because they want to get recognized. God forbid someone doesn't recognize them.
Fame comes with its own standard. A guy who twitches his lips is just another guy with a lip twitch - unless he's Humphrey Bogart.
There are no figures in the Trump campaign who colluded with Russia - but there were at least five in the Obama administration who helped push the bogus narratives of collusion and obstruction, and they have plenty of questions to answer.
Is the raggle-taggle Brangelina tribe any more bogus than that of the landlocked yummy mummy who believes that she can drop half a dozen brats and still keep a modest carbon footprint? I don't think so.
We met with the poet Frank O'Hara, who was a link between Upper and Lower Bohemia, and who worked at the Museum of Modern Art, where we had hoped to do the readings.
One of the things I learned very early on is you need to cast the kids for the characters you want them to play. They need to be who they are, right? If you want a loud, boisterous kid character, you need to find that kid.
