Some mornings you wake up and think gee I look handsome today. Other days I think what am I doing in the movies? I wanna go back to Ireland and drive a forklift.

You come before me this morning with clean hands and clean collars. I want you to have clean tongues clean manners clean morals and clean characters.

This morning I went to wipe my hands on a tea towel and while I was using it it seemed like it felt a bit light. I unfolded it and realized my daughter had cut little bits out of it to make frocks for her dolls!

You know I looked at my face in the mirror this morning and I like being old. My face has more content and when I train in the gym now I am not training to be strong or handsome - just better than I was yesterday. These days the race is just against myself.

The way the bankers have kind of toppled the way money is distributed and taken most of it into their own hands is as good as Stalin or Hitler.

And I think the more money you put in people's hands the more they will spend. And if they don't spend it they invest it. And investing it is another way of creating jobs. It puts money into mutual funds or other kinds of banks that can go out and make loans and we need to do that.

From paying off friends' tax bills to rescuing stray dogs and stuffing £20 notes into the hands of homeless people I can't get rid of my money fast enough.

The first requisite of a sound monetary system is that it put the least possible power over the quantity or quality of money in the hands of the politicians.

France is a place where the money falls apart in your hands but you can't tear the toilet paper.

My mom had gotten a Super 8 camera to make home movies with and my brother and me got our hands on it and ran with it.

I think I'm a really hands-on mom.

Why is it that as a culture we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?

Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of husbands. Remember all men would be tyrants if they could.

Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.

Truth is handsomer than the affectation of love. Your goodness must have some edge to it else it is none.

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

When you step on the brakes your life is in your foot's hands.