I was the kid in the neighborhood that was directing everyone else. I was director from the time I was a child.

The correlative to loving our neighbors as ourselves is hating ourselves as we hate our neighbors.

Luckier than one's neighbor, but still not happy.

An activist is one who is actively involved in creating community, whether that is locally in their neighborhood or internationally. It is an admirable quality.

Truth is not exciting enough to those who depend on the characters and lives of their neighbors for all their amusement.

I tell young people that people aren't just going to flock to you as your mentors. You have to seek them out. It could be your next-door neighbor; it could be somebody upstairs from you, somebody down the block from you. An aunt or an uncle. Some relative. A parent.

When I was growing up, I did go to the arcade. We had a neighborhood arcade, and my friends and I would go fairly regularly.

Love thy neighbor - and if he happens to be tall, debonair and devastating, it will be that much easier.

I grew up in the countryside, in literally the middle of nowhere. We had one neighbor and a lot of sheep.

I was born in a neighborhood called the Third Ward.

I grew up in a tough neighborhood and we used to say you can get further with a kind word and a gun than just a kind word.

I ain't going to sit here like, 'My neighborhood was hard, and I had to get out there and grind.' We made it hard for ourselves. We chose to stay on the streets.

As a post-Holocaust kid, growing up in a neighborhood with a lot of Jewish refugees, I had got the idea there were no Jews left in Europe. But I found in my European wanderings that many of them had gone back and rebuilt their lives.

My neighborhood in South London was very Dickensian.

I want you to be concerned about your next door neighbor. Do you know your next door neighbor?

I was the kid in the neighborhood that was directing everyone else. I was director from the time I was a child.

Every two weeks, I'd get a small pay-check and notice the line where federal and state income taxes were deducted from my wages. At least as often, our drug-addict neighbor would buy T-bone steaks, which I was too poor to buy for myself but was forced by Uncle Sam to buy for someone else.

Cold is not without its risks to runners, of course, especially ones who don't head south when winter visits their neighborhood. Even pooh-pooh-ers of frozen lungs and lovers of dark jogs over permafrost have been known to be careful about certain hazards.

As a child, I would put on shows in my neighborhood with friends and perform Barbra Streisand songs for my classmates.

Romania can be a linchpin in delivering gas to its neighbors and even become an energy exporter for its neighbors across Central and Eastern Europe.