I think what I learned in research is that as Americans, we're very distrustful of anger. We're not sure if we should repress it. The idea that anger is supposed to be controlled is American, and we try to keep it out of our homes.

Your emotions are exposed when you play golf: humility, pride, anger, it all comes out with each swing. You lay it all on the line.

I grew up looking at my father as to how to behave. In watching him I grasped so many things. His own temperament was of a calm person. He was very composed and I never saw anger in him. To me, that was fascinating.

That's the conundrum of cartoon stripping, as opposed to political cartoons. When your anger is the driving force of your drawing hand, failure follows. The anger is OK, but it has to serve the interests of the heart, frankly.

If you talk to some of the older players, they definitely say they see beauty in certain games. In my case, there are certain times when I think, 'Wow, that's so amazing, chess is so full of ideas.' But most of the time I tend to be much more pragmatic about it, as opposed to thinking about it as art or something exquisite.

Food makes travel so exceptional, because you get to taste what it's actually supposed to taste like. To eat the real Pad Thai or finally have a proper curry is something pretty amazing.

'Jersey Boys' has been the most amazing experience ever and has exposed an entire new audience to the music. It's great to see people of all ages coming to the show.

Since I was a kid, music has been a huge part of my life. My parents had a pretty solid vinyl collection and exposed me to some amazing artists.

The people I've been exposed to have been people of amazing integrity.

There are lots of guys out there who write a better prose line than I do and who have a better understanding of what people are really like and what humanity is supposed to mean ? hell, I know that.

The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.

What really annoys me are the ones who write to say, I am doing your book for my final examinations and could you please tell me what the meaning of it is. I find it just so staggering--that you're supposed to explain the meaning of your book to some total stranger! If I knew what the meanings of my books were, I wouldn't have bothered to write them.

A well-composed book is a magic carpet on which we are wafted to a world that we cannot enter in any other way.

The sea can gauge your mood better than a thermometer can gauge your temperature. The sea is a teacher and a doctor. She gives you what she believes you deserve in dosages, prescribed by her liking. What you believe you need for your ailment may be exactly the opposite of what she believes you need. You may believe a slam job trip will fix your problems, yet she may believe a broker is more important to the lesson you are supposed to learn. You'll find no better therapy when both the patient and doctor are on the same page. I was hopeful we both agreed that a slammer was in order.

Ability to find the safe space inside yourself that was pushed away when you were a child. That safe space is naturally there when we are born, but we learn to lose our path to this place through the abuse & neglect of adults who are supposed to care for us.

Any limitations on man achieving his highest potential are self-imposed.

Camp Tomahawk was supposed to last all summer long, but Eddy was being sent home after only five days. Not that he cared. The place seemed more like a prison to him.

Pay attention to what people do as opposed to what they say. Some people say they are for you but when trouble comes their actions say otherwise.

We are all victims of believing that our method of life is the best course of action. Life is trained fighter and if your method of life is keeping your guard down and leaving your face open, you are going to get your ass kicked. Keeping your guard up too much is no good either, because you can't get any shots in. The best way is to side-step the punches and wait for that one good, clean shot. I was the king of never taking my shots at life. It's so much easier to cover up. I had my opportunity to land the sweet knockout punch. I had my fist balled up and life's chin was fully exposed and I froze. It was in that moment that I stuck my chin out and let life knock me out for a long time.

"There's just some things none of us are supposed to know, until

We're young. We're supposed to drink too much. We're supposed to have bad attitudes and shag each other's brains out. We were designed to party. We owe it to ourselves to party hard. We owe it to each other. This is it. This is our time. So a few of us will overdose, or go mental. Charles Darwin said you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs. That's what it's about - breakin' eggs - by eggs, I mean, getting twatted on a cocktail of class. As. If you could see yourselves... We had it all. We have fucked up bigger and better than any generation that came before us. We were so beautiful... We're screw-ups. I plan on staying a screw-up until my late twenties, or maybe even my early thirties. And I will shag my own mum before I let anyone else take that away from me!

Alone with my wine and my misery, I was convinced that life was composed of a string of "if only's" leading from one self-inflicted bungle to the next until at some point, one's final iteration of the excuse became one's final utterance, and one expired.

If a man fights with truth, in time, he will be victorious. If he fights with lies, after he is exposed; in time, he will be left alone.

She looked back as well as she could; but it was all confusion. She had taken up the idea, she supposed and made everything bend to it.