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"Your father wasn't famous, nobody cares, so stop whining about it."

"I know Jungle Boy, he looked at me like a father figure, he sure did. But here's the thing, Jungle Boy, I never wanted to be your father, I never wanted to be your father figure. You have a father. But your father is dead."

"Darby, Sting, are you going to introduce me to your little friend? I think I know who this guy is. I heard a lot about you, Nick Wayne. It’s nice to meet you in person finally. I heard about your story. And I understand you have a father, and your father is dead. I also understand that your father was a professional wrestler. Well, I’ve never heard of your father, Buddy Wayne before, so he must not have been very good. The good news for you, Nick, is because your father was such a talentless hack, you don’t have a lot to live up to. And if I were you, I’d still clear of Wembley Stadium this Sunday, because I’d hate for you to have déjà vu and watch that coffin door close on someone you love for the second time in your life. But hey Nick, if you play your cards right, kid, I’ll be there to mentor you when it’s all over. Because we all know that every fatherless child needs a true mentor and there’s no better mentor than the TNT Champion!"

"As an actor, it really puts you there, like you’re really that person, you’re not yourself, you’re not dressing like yourself any more, you’re really embodying a different era. That’s really one of the most exciting things about acting for me, is the dress-up aspect of it."

"I went straight to theatre school and haven't looked back. I always knew what I wanted."

"It's kind of like a dance in the beginning of a show as both teams work to figure out who the character is. The whole process becomes a collaboration. It's funny, acting is a team sport, but in the end it's all about the writing. We're the vessel."

"It’s different when you’re part of an ensemble cast because then the weight rests on you. You’re one of the people they’re aiming the camera at and are worried about making look good. So it was overwhelming and pretty mind-blowing at first, but at the same time exciting. As an actor, you’re just aching for a regular gig to develop your craft as well as put some money in the bank, which can be a rare thing for most of us in this profession."

"I LOVE movies! I love making them, producing them, watching them, renting them, buying them, etc. Seeing yourself in a movie is a weird thing, still after all these years. There's just something that excites that little boy striving for attention when you're sitting in a packed theatre and everyone is watching you perform. Like if you could just freeze time and take a snapshot, then you'd have a picture of 500 people sitting in a room all looking at a huge photo of yourself. It's so surreal, but I love it! The hardest thing is to JUST WATCH a movie I'm in and NOT THINK about all the stuff that happened on the day we shot this scene and that scene, etc."

"The tomahawk flickered after her like a stick-thin dwarf doing cartwheels in the air and the stone head made a cracking sound as it struck. She fell instantly, and curiously slowly. Her heavy body made no sound. Her skull was shattered and the haft of the tomahawk stood out like the handle of a spoon from a boiled egg."

"Surgery is speed and decision. A good surgeon saves his trembling till after he's killed the patient when it can do him no harm."

"Infection...is like the wind, it bloweth where it listeth."

"Four beautiful maids Were all in love with me. They said that I could have but one So I went off to sea."

"There was no shame, but only graciousness, sun-soaked air, and, at the last, a peace such as the moss knows in the deepening corridors of trees."

"The high Arctic had more snow that year than anyone remembered."

"He whispered steadily along in this pearly place, but though his steps were steady, a tension had seized him. It was a quivering, high-note vibration rather than a trembling. His flesh did not shake: inside his tightened skin he hummed, making no sound — a silent scream."

"Like a revelation it came to him that it was far, far better to be an Eskimo; that these people didn't know their arse from a hole in the ground, that they had no business here, that his people had lived here and thrived for thousands of years and that they were the People. They were the People and all these were strangers with the habits of children, and they sulked like children because that's what they were. Old Ways were best!"

"How many would die this winter? There'd be a few more babies, but far more piles of stones. The Old Ways were a trap. The ceremonies and the rituals were pegs where living hangs suspended. Mad. Learn ancient, beautiful skills with spear and kayak in order to conquer impossible country, then struggle back to impossible country so you could use the skills you'd learned? Mad. Learn the skills to prove you're a man, and then to prove you're a man run, run, run to where you have to use the skills! Mad. ... To prove yourself a man. To whom? The million dead worked out these skills so they wouldn't die, but they did die, and the hissing of the Northern Lights was wry, accepting laughter. The million dead wouldn't be so foolish a second time."

"First there was nothing, then the nothing became blue. This was sky and it was one blue. Then it became a mixture of pale blue and dark blue and the dark blue was heavier and came together, and it found it was water. Then the mud in the water came together, and it found it was an island. The waves in the water shaped the island like the back of a turtle and made it smooth. So it was learned that smooth things could be made of mud so why not make them? So, out of the mud of the island two people were made, smooth and good to look at. They were Wendet, people of the island. Everyone knows these people were made but who made them? No one knows. It was too long ago. Not even the spirit of the oldest tree, or a mountain, or the moon could tell you because even those old spirits are too young to have been there."

"Everything about the girl was like a round of yeasty dough. It cried out to be smoothed or pressed or moulded or lifted or patted or stroked or gathered up or folded."

"I know it's called a pigskin, but it's not against your religion to catch it."

"Justice is blind until she gets the person that blinded her. Then it's payback time."

"It's the bane of existence for anyone in comedy. 'The photograph must be funny!' So the people coordinating the shoot throw rubber chickens at you, 20 at a time. Or put a feathered hat on you. Or give you a clown nose. Of course, all of this makes you depressed, so you wind up looking more like you're promoting A Long Day's Journey Into Night."

"I'm totally aware of how lucky I am. I have health, family, children. I do work that gives me total joy and allows me to make a living, and maybe, if I'm lucky enough, I'll feel I've fulfilled a little bit of service to society because I brought other people some laughter."

"I truly believe that when you're funny, you're blessed. Your whole life is kind of golden. I was happy, although it was not perfect happiness. There was illness and sadness and death."

"[Ed Grimley] lives in a retirement home in New Jersey. It's called the Retirement Home in New Jersey for Characters Who Were Interesting in the '80s for About an Hour. He's there with the Whiners, Gumby and Jon Lovitz's 'That's the ticket' guy."

"When my dad died at the end of my sophomore year [at university], I stopped and took stock of my life. There was this real sense that my childhood was officially over. I decided I wanted to be an actor. I knew I was loved as a kid. The thing you can always rely on, your core person, comes from your family's attention and love. When my mother got sick, and I'd see her fight to survive, it gave me an early view of bravery and what life was about. I was able to prepare for it. Your mother dies, and you're eighteen, and you face a choice. Are you going to take drugs? Become a drunk? Or are you going to try to become more spiritual? Why not go with the thing that seems more positive? [pause] Why do I tend to be optimistic? Because the alternative is just crushing to my soul."