Now comes the part where I relieve you, the little people, of the burden of your failed and useless lives. But, as my plastic surgeon always said: if you gotta go, go with a smile.

I don't have any fear of intimacy, but rather thrive on it, which is rare in a public person.

I don't have any plugs or tucks but people do what they want. I look at it as mutilation.

I think that's what distinguishes Schmidt, really. In the movies now, so much of what is appealing to an audience is the dramatic or has to do with science fic…

Peyton Fahrquhar was dead; his body, with a broken neck, swung gently from side to side beneath the timbers of the Owl Creek bridge.

Stand us against a wall and shoot us, well and good, you are victors. But why should I be brought before a Tribunal like a c-c-c-... I can't even get the word …

All is lost! Monks, Monks, Monks! So, now all is gone - Empire, Body, and Soul!