I've told people who have just started to make a film that the one thing you might experience is this feeling that everybody is conspiring against you because you're not necessarily able to tell what's real and what's not.

No matter how close to personal experience a story might be inevitably you are going to get to a part that isn't yours and actually whether it happened or not becomes irrelevant. It is all about choosing the right words.

I haven't been as wild with my money as somebody like me might have been. I've been very safe very conservative with investments. I don't blow money. I don't have a ton of houses. I know things can go away. I've already had that experience.

My mind withdrew its thoughts from experience extracting itself from the contradictory throng of sensuous images that it might find out what that light was wherein it was bathed... And thus with the flash of one hurried glance it attained to the vision of That Which Is.

New Zealand needs to balance its environmental responsibilities with its economic opportunities because the risk is that if you don't do that - and you want to lead the world - then you might end up getting unintended consequences.

I think Captain Cousteau might be the father of the environmental movement.

In our post-9/11 world our Nation's military deserves at least the same access to institutions of higher education that any other major employer might enjoy.

Education in our times must try to find whatever there is in students that might yearn for completion and to reconstruct the learning that would enable them autonomously to seek that completion.

It is of course further indication that a fundamentalist right has really taken over much of the Republican Party People might cite George Bush as proof that you can be totally impervious to the effects of Harvard and Yale education.

When you stop having dreams and ideals - well you might as well stop altogether.

I want to keep my dreams even bad ones because without them I might have nothing all night long.

I might be writing what people expect me to write writing from that place where I might be ruled by economic considerations. To overcome that I started working with my dreams because I'm not so censored when I use dream material.

When we see the face of a child we think of the future. We think of their dreams about what they might become and what they might accomplish.

Lose your dreams and you might lose your mind.

My doctor explained that exercise and diet changes might help and that I also might need a medication.

I write the way you might arrange flowers. Not every try works but each one launches another. Every constraint even dullness frees up a new design.

A Nicklaus Design golf course is done by the guys in my company that I work with that have been trained in my vision and they do what they think I might do. They might come in the office and ask me questions and I'd certainly answer their questions but I'm not involved in the site visits or anything else.

Lots of people there seemed to be in denial in absolute denial of death - everybody's pretending that death doesn't happen in L.A. if you do enough exercise and take enough wheatgrass and have your pill every day you might not die.

I think I might actually die of showing off. It'll be on my headstone - 'Cause of Death: Showing Off.'

I don't think I would want the responsibility for enforcing the death penalties. There's always the inevitable question of whether someone you gave the order to execute might truly have been innocent.

But then I'm one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.

I might be deceiving myself but I do not think that I do have an inordinate fear of death.

Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me.

In Seattle I soon found that my radical ideas and aesthetic explorations - ideas and explorations that in Richmond Virginia might have gotten me stoned to death with hush puppies - were not only accepted but occasionally applauded.