We All Feel Disabled In Some Way.

You Have Five Seconds To Enjoy It And Then You Remember Who You Didn't Thank.

The Oscar Sits On Some Shelf Above My Desk. If There Was An Earthquake, I Could Actually Be Killed By My Own Academy Award.

I Think I'm A Weird Combination Of Deeply Introverted And Very Daring. I Can Feel Both Those Things Working.

Now And Then One Sees A Face Which Has Kept Its Smile Pure And Undefiled. It Is A Woman's Face Usually; Often A Face Which Has Trace Of Great Sorrow All Over It, Till The Smile Breaks. Such A Smile Transfigures: Such A Smile, If The Artful But Knew It, Is The Greatest Weapon A Face Can Have.

Art Is A Place Where You Can Be Wild. Kids-all Of Us-need That.