Who's riding so late where winds blow wild  It is the father grasping his child;  He holds the boy embraced in his arm,  He clasps him snugly, he keeps him warm.

"My son, why cover your face in such fear?"  "You see the elf-king, father?  He's near! The king of the elves with crown and train!"  "My son, the mist is on the plain."

'Sweet lad, o come and join me, do!  Such pretty games I will play with you;  On the shore gay flowers their color unfold,  My mother has many garments of gold.'

"My father, my father, and can you not hear  The promise the elf-king breathes in my ear?"  "Be calm, stay calm, my child, lie low:  In withered leaves the night-winds blow."

'Will you, sweet lad, come along with me?  My daughters shall care for you tenderly;  In the night my daughters their revelry keep,  They'll rock you and dance you and sing you to sleep.'

"My father, my father, o can you not trace  The elf-king's daughters in that gloomy place?"  "My son, my son, I see it clear  How grey the ancient willows appear."

'I love you, your comeliness charms me, my boy!  And if you're not willing, my force I'll employ.'  "Now father, now father, he's seizing my arm.  Elf-king has done me a cruel harm."

The father shudders, his ride is wild,  In his arms he's holding the groaning child,  Reaches the court with toil and dread. -  The child he held in his arms was dead.

Musicians exist independent of any of the marketing terms or the categorization.

No one gets very far unless he accomplishes the impossible at least once a day.

The Kiss scene was attempted three times. The first was in a peculiar spot of the fort on the ground level. It felt forced to me, and I knew right away that, in spite of what others were saying, it was dead wrong.

But even creeps deserve to live someplace halfway decent.

I have a fear of public speaking. It's very hard work. Words are not my skill, and because they're not my skill, I have to work doubly hard.

My work is intensely personal.

Every flight begins with a fall.

The murder of Sean Brown hurt my soul.

And we created you in pairs.

Film school was a privilege I could not afford.

Compliment others on the virtues they have and theyre not half as pleased as being complimented for the ones they dont have.

No one's just going to hand you a career. I waited for years for someone to hand me one and it never happened.

There's no way I would have thought I would have had the career that I did and the longevity. Absolutely no idea.

I'll watch movies I like to see, Steve Jobs interviews, something that's going to make me smart and then go to sleep.

Sculpture is the best comment that a painter can make on painting.

Death does determine life.

It's not about how skinny you are or how much money or how many diamonds you have - that's the fluff that people sometimes look at as being the main thing. It's about understanding that the things that make you fabulous are all inside of you.

2015 was, like, packed from January. 2016 is simultaneously open and packed - but I'm trying to keep 2016 open as possible so I can do weird, crazy, kooky stuff.

The limit of every pain is an even greater pain.

The difference between what all the people can do individually and the global consumption of nonrenewable resources is huge. The tension is... what will it take to get people to act in concert? There isn't any additive solution to the problem. It will be both governmental and social because that's the scale of the problem.

If I ever make a lot of money in the NBA, I'm going to have this massive tank, and it's going to have an alligator in it.

Dreams, if they're any good, are always a little bit crazy.

I think it was just me who thought I could be Olympic champion. I've been telling myself that, and I did that.

When I was born, my father owned a business called a 'reading circle'; folders containing an assortment of magazines were lent to customers for one week, then recollected and lent out again. The older the folder, the lower was the fee. This was a flourishing branch of industry.