As a child I sometimes used to travel to the West Bank to visit my family so I know what the checkpoints felt like. I knew what it was like to live under occupation.

I travel all the time and I have two small children.

I've three children three grandchildren I work I travel and I'm very happily married. I'm very satisfied and happy with my life and there really isn't anything I want.

Christmas to a child is the first terrible proof that to travel hopefully is better than to arrive.

To bring up a child in the way he should go travel that way yourself once in a while.

In America there are two classes of travel - first class and with children.

Children are smarter than any of us. Know how I know that? I don't know one child with a full time job and children.

At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks.

Yet when child sex offenders are brought to justice and serve time for their offenses they are often released into unsuspecting communities and left free to resume their sexual attacks.

Time always seems long to the child who is waiting - for Christmas for next summer for becoming a grownup: long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment of a happy day.

Concepts like individuals have their histories and are just as incapable of withstanding the ravages of time as are individuals. But in and through all this they retain a kind of homesickness for the scenes of their childhood.

Perfection is the child of time.

Then not only an old man but also a drunkard becomes a second time a child.

I take a very practical view of raising children. I put a sign in each of their rooms: 'Checkout Time is 18 years.'

I really wanted to retire and rest and spend more time with my children my grandchildren and of course with my wife.

Acting is a nice childish profession - pretending you're someone else and at the same time selling yourself.

I don't have time for their judgement and their stupidity and you know they lay down with their ugly wives in front of their ugly children and look at their loser lives and then they look at me and they say 'I can't process it' well no you never will stop trying just sit back and enjoy the show. You know?