And that's like my world." Annie pointed up to the stars again. "Inaccessible." "Not, " I said to her softly, "to unicorns. Nothing's inaccessible to unicorns. Not even--not even white birds.

Have you ever felt really close to someone? So close that you can't understand why you and the other person have two separate bodies, two separate skins?

The 1st day, I stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter watching Annie feed the cats, and I knew I wanted to do that forever.

And that's like my world." Annie pointed up to the stars again."Inaccecible.

And what does helping someone really mean? Helping them to be like everyone else, or helping them to be themselves?

I went through the usual stages: imp, rascal, scalawag, whippersnapper. And, of course, after that it's just a small step to full-blown sociopath.

In Paris one could have the eyes of a cat (as he did) and tell people it was a trick of fashion.

The only important property of evils of the past is that they not be repeated in the future, in any way, shape, or form.

Loss isn't an absence after all. It is a presence. A strong presence right next to me. I look at it. It doesn't look like anything, that's what is so strange. It just fits in.

If you don't respect each other and let it lie, it can be embarrassing or really frustrating.

If you don’t know about Tumblr then you are not supposed to know about Tumblr. It’s like fight club.

I would ask you to come in Khadi, for Khadi links you with the fallen and the down-trodden.

Everything starts with design.

I use my job to engage empathy and compassion for people society might stereotype or ostricise.

The creative genius begins in the idle moment, dreaming up the impossible, and later making it come true.