I truly love my fans. Truly, truly from the heart. That's the real truth. I love them.

The deeper I go into myself, the stronger I become, because I realize that my real self is much bigger than any fear.

This extravagant dwelling, as domineering as it was distant, brought home to me the intimateconnection between tyranny and abstraction, and put me in mind of John Berger's observation that "abstraction's capacity to ignore what is real is undoubtedly where most evil begins."

Real charity is giving from the heart without taking credit.

ONCE UPON A TIME when the world was young there was a Martian named Smith.Valentine Michael Smith was as real as taxes but he was a race of one.

I was too shy to be around real people. It wasn't like old ladies talking to plants.

I put real pressure on myself and I demand the best out of myself.