I'm never going to get in a fight in public again.

Good things happen when you get your priorities straight.

Now my drug is writing or acting, being creative.

I never planned on being a plumber.

I can't sit still for 10 minutes.

Men should have rough hands and be strong.

I've got a little fight in me, but I think that's good.

If you don't have any fight in you, you might as well be dead.

Now I can't wait to write my next play.

And at the end of the day, if the movie's no good, I'll live to fight another day.

I feel I should be doing stupid stuff, but I'm not going to.

I was the bad kid in school. I was usually in trouble.

In Hollywood today, it's cool for guys to wear nail polish and earrings in their lips and tongues. I don't get it.

But with writing, all you need is a pad of paper.

I knew whatever I did, it was going to be big.

I just feel like if I do good work, then people should respect me for the work I do.

The left side of my brain is telling me I want to sleep with every woman in the world and the other side of my brain is telling me I met this great girl and if I let that go I'm going to regret it.

In the end, the work shows if you're good.

Since I was a kid, he's told me to learn from his mistakes.

I had that thing of wanting to prove I was a tough kid.

I liked being in the spotlight.

I was a scam artist in high school for a while.

To me, theater is the mecca; if you really love to act, that's where it's the most fun, by a long shot.

I just love women.

I want to create a little chaos and make people's heads turn.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have somebody in my family who's in the business.

Good, bad mediocre or whatever it is, if a director wants me in his movie, I take it as a compliment.

I've got a tough act to follow.

I'm never going to get in a fight in public again.

I was raised right. I dig who I am.

Fight the good fight of faith, and God will give you spiritual mercies.

As a nation we should commit ourselves not only to the fight against terrorism, but to economic justice, defeat of the AIDS epidemic and vestiges of discriminatory policies of all kinds.

It's a very hard and competitive business in which you have to fight every day in order to impose yourself.

Especially today as we fight the war on terror - against an enemy that represents hatred, extremism and stands behind no flag - we need to remember the sacrifices that have gone into protecting our flag.

The people themselves, and only the people, determine the rhythm of our fight.

I hated Chris, my brother. I would pull his hair and kick him, until one day my father gave him permission to fight back. I'll be apologizing to him for the rest of my life.

Even though the outcome wasn't the way it should have been, publicly I still feel in my heart I won the Sugar Ray Leonard fight.

But on the other hand, in the midst of the chaos, you find normal people. You find people who are willing to risk their lives to tell you what they saw, even though they have no dog in the fight.

There are two things that I put my focus on. One is the fight against AIDS and finding a cure. The other is human rights.

We in this Congress have a choice. The American people have a right to exercise a choice on this issue, as to whether our men and women will continue to fight and die in a war based on deception and fantasy, or to start bringing the troops home.

We must provide all kinds of freedom, personal and economic, to all Iraqis. I will fight for that.

I don't like guys who will lie down and take it. I want someone who'll fight back. I like people who can argue well.

When I fight someone, I want to break his will. I want to take his manhood. I want to rip out his heart and show it to him.

The liberation movement which I led in Algeria, the organization that I created to fight the French army, was at first a small movement of nothing at all. We were but some tens of people throughout Algeria, a territory that is five times the size of France.

I feel like I'm a fighter. I've fought my whole life to get to where I'm at. I like fight movies. When someone gets knocked down, I like to root for him to succeed.

We Bosniaks would for sure fight for integrity of Bosnia.

I have been lucky, of course. Like, last year, if I went out, I'd have to fight to chat someone up. This year, I look exactly the same, which is really scruffy, and yet lots of people seem to have just changed their minds and decided I'm really sexy.

All the tribes tell the same story. They are surrounded on all sides, the game is destroyed or driven away; they are left to starve, and there remains but one thing for them to do - fight while they can.

If fate means you to lose, give him a good fight anyhow.