I learn my lines while on the golf course. I try to do two or three things at once. I have ideas for books all the time I have ideas for paintings all the time and I write them all down. I take my sketchpad and my iPad which I design on and I do sit down and do specific tasks at specific times.

I approve designs not because I think I am more gifted or somebody who can see ahead three or four years from now but just to make sure that the design is a logical rational decision taken after analyzing pros and cons.

I've always had bronchitis. I've been administered the Sacrament of Death three times for it.

For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.

There are only three events in a man's life birth life and death he is not conscious of being born he dies in pain and he forgets to live.

Man has but three events in his life: to be born to live and to die. He is not conscious of his birth he suffers at his death and he forgets to live.

My life comes down to three moments: the death of my father meeting my husband and the birth of my daughter. Everything I did previous to that just doesn't seem to add up to very much.

Man is born in a day and he dies in a day and the thing is easily over but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning and life at that price is not worth living.

It's weird I never wish anything bad upon anybody except two or three old girlfriends.

My dad died when I was three so my mom had to raise four kids on her own and I think there's a part of me that pulls upon having watched my mom do that our whole lives. She had to make it work.