A writing day is like any other day. Except I live in my pajamas, I forget to eat, and I suddenly look up, wondering when day turned into night.

It's okay to fail. It does not make you forever a failure. In fact, there are no failures really. Only human beings doing the best they can.

I wish my brain had an off switch. Maybe that way I could get some sleep.

When I am alone, I drink my tea with pinkie raised, like a kid playing "tea party." At times, a fancy British accent is involved. Dahling!

I want everyday magic.

If you think someone is humble, never tell them so. You will unknowingly rob them of the very thing you admire.

Walking the Camino de Santiago taught me the wonders of physical challenge, the wonders of spiritual freedom, and the wonders of baby powder.

The night before a deadline, I usually am in desperate need of a back rub. And new wrists. And candy. And little mice to secretly finish the job while I am sleeping.

If I had a nickel for all the times I've been shushed in my life? Bam! Instant millionaire!

Each night, I close my eyes and dream. In the morning, I open my eyes again, but the dreaming doesn't stop.

Sometimes I dream so vividly, so expectantly, I wonder if I'm crazy...

Why is the measure of love loss?

Each day is always breaking out anew Aspirations swirling round what you do

On this Mother's Day and every day before and after, I thank you God for the precious gift of my three children. I love them unconditionally.

Because of our interconnectedness we all know that extreme poverty and exclusionary practices are violations against the basic dignity of people.

Never let your correspondence fall behind.

My motive has always been just to be who I am, and play what I love- if that doesn't get me anywhere then at least it wasn't because I tried to be something I'm not.

all the science of flying has been captured in the breadth of an instrument board, but not the religion of it.

I'm a father of four girls and I know very much about the relationship between a father and his daughters.

Women themselves are so happy, and so beautiful, when they're strong, that they naturally choose powerful men, even if that power's so enermous there's a real risk it could shatter them.

We have been sitting here all night bullshitting and we still don’t know what to do.