An art aims above all at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation our imagination.

I'm looking for a way out of here. I can't have it physically so I'm going to have it intellectually. It was a beautiful thing to ride Seabiscuit in my imagination. And it's just fantastic to be there alongside Louie as he's breaking the NCAA mile record. People at these vigorous moments in their lives - it's my way of living vicariously.

I deeply adored my mum. She was an extraordinary person even for the prejudice I'm likely to have. She was beautiful amusing a tremendous elaborator of things into comic proportions and extravagant in her imagination.

I've got quite a vivid imagination and I'm easily overwhelmed by sensations and things that are beautiful or scary. I don't think I've ever seen a ghost - I think I'm probably haunted by my own ghosts than real ones.

If Copenhagen were a person that person would be generous beautiful elderly but with a flair. A human being that has certain propensities for quarrelling filled with imagination and with appetite for the new and with respect for the old - somebody who takes good care of things and of people.

Humor is such a wonderful thing helping you realize what a fool you are but how beautiful that is at the same time.

The other day I got a text from a boy but it wasn't hot. I mean if you're going to text me every day you haven't seen me for months and you're trying to seduce me you'd better spice up that text and make it more exciting than 'How was your day? I hope you're having a beautiful one.' Sadly I haven't been doing a lot of kissing lately.

Life is given to you like a flat piece of land and everything has to be done. I hope that when I am finished my piece of land will be a beautiful garden so there is a lot of work.

But then there are magical beautiful things in the world. There's incredible acts of kindness and bravery and in the most unlikely places and it gives you hope.

I know the world is filled with troubles and many injustices. But reality is as beautiful as it is ugly. I think it is just as important to sing about beautiful mornings as it is to talk about slums. I just couldn't write anything without hope in it.