I'm thinking of slowing down on modeling and branching out to other things. I want to pursue some new and old dreams and start making them happen.

I believe history will come to view 9/11 as an event on par with November 22 1963 the date on which John F. Kennedy was murdered cutting short a presidency that was growing ever more promising. Dreams died that day in Dallas it is easy to imagine the 1960s turning out rather differently had President Kennedy lived.

Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons or whether one wants to overturn them.

To this day some of my closest friends say 'Gaga you know everything's great. You're a singer your dreams have come true.' But still when certain things are said to you over and over again as you're growing up it stays with you and you wonder if they're true.

I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm just going to ask them where they're goin' and hook up with them later.

I have been following a vegan diet now since the 1980s and find it not only healthier but also much more attractive than the chunks of meat that were on my plate as a child.

Getting as much sleep as possible and following a healthy diet will stop you from feeling run-down if like me you're super-stressed.

I'm terrible with my workout regime and following it strictly. I'm terrible with a healthy diet and following it strictly. I'm terrible on the weekends about getting up at reasonable hours and all of those things. But when it comes to my work and the discipline it takes to get to work on time - I hate unprofessionalism.

I've just been growing right along. It's painful but it's a great pain and I like suffering for great results. It's like going to the gym. It hurts really bad at first but after a couple of months and after that diet you're looking so hot.

Looking back video game design seems a natural fit although there was no such thing when I was growing up. I built a Tic-Tac-Toe playing machine in my teens which went up in smoke on the night it was scheduled to go to a science fair.

I do what I love to do at the moment. If I wake up tomorrow and decide I want to dance that's what I'd do. Or design clothes. I think I'd throw myself into whatever I'm doing now. It's not about abandoning what I was doing before or giving up. It's about knowing that if I die tomorrow I lived the way I wanted to.

I was a cartoonist when I was at university but I decided to go into movie making knowing that I could still draw by doing movies design work story boards and such.

Though men are apt to flatter and exalt themselves with their great achievements yet these are in truth very often owing not so much to design as chance.

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

Bulls can do nothing to demand justice. They can only defend themselves as best they can in a fight with a pre-determined ending and die never knowing why they were forced to endure such a painful and prolonged death. It's up to us as a civilized society to call for an end to the Running of the Bulls and bullfighting.

Somehow knowing that Alzheimer's is coming mocks all one's aspirations - to tell stories to think through certain issues as only a novel can do to be recognised for one's accomplishments and hard work - in a way that old familiar death does not.

Feminists bore me to death. I follow my instinct and if that supports young girls in any way great. But I'd rather they saw it more as a lesson about following their own instincts rather than imitating somebody.

Knowing how to die is knowing how to live. What is death anyway? It's the outcome of life.

Quarreling over food and drink having neither scruples nor shame not knowing right from wrong not trying to avoid death or injury not fearful of greater strength or of greater numbers greedily aware only of food and drink - such is the bravery of the dog and boar.

Good music comes out of people playing together knowing what they want to do and going for it. You have to sweat over it and bug it to death. You can't do it by pushing buttons and watching a TV screen.

Defoe says that there were a hundred thousand country fellows in his time ready to fight to the death against popery without knowing whether popery was a man or a horse.

Some of us can be examples about going ahead and growing and some of us unfortunately don't make it there and end up being examples because they had to die. I hit rock bottom but thank God my bottom wasn't death.

Death is caused by swallowing small amounts of saliva over a long period of time.

We had two rules growing up in my house: If you're going to take a shower do it with whomever you're dating so you don't waste water and if you buy one for yourself buy six because everybody's going to want one.