Art is food for the soul, and an artistic climate is a healthy climate because it breeds empathy.

When we really see each other, we want to help each other.

In both the art and the business worlds, the difference between the amateurs and the professionals is simple: The professionals know they're winging it. The amateurs pretend they're not.

Collecting the dots. Then connecting them. And then sharing the connections with those around you. This is how a creative human works. Collecting, connecting, sharing.

Asking for help with shame says: You have the power over me. Asking with condescension says: I have the power over you. But asking for help with gratitude says: We have the power to help each other.

I don't think of myself as particularly cursed or blessed. I think I got dealt a set of cards, and I'm playing with them, sometimes in heels, sometimes in combat boots.

When you're afraid of someone's judgment, you can't connect with them. You're too preoccupied with the task of impressing them.

I crave intimacy to the same burning degree that I detest commitment.

I think people have been obsessed with the wrong question, which is how do we make people pay for music? What if we started asking, how do we let people pay for music?

The world needs actual excitement and emotion more than it needs cool people.

When you trust people to help you, they often do.

I call her Google, Because she got everything I'm searching for

All that crap about time being a great healer is bullshit. Time heals nothing. Well, acne maybe.

One day Mrs. Goodkind said, 'Pickles, you are not a bad cat.You are not a good cat.You are good and bad.And bad and good.You are a mixed-up cat.What you need is a good home.Then you will be good.'

I am not going to ask that old man if his family home is haunted!

But the fact is that the vast majority of Republicans support the Sinn Fein leadership.

My mom is a wonderful woman. She's always been an inspiration to me, but having kids helped me make even more sense of my relationship with her.

I find, by close observation, that the mothers are the levers which move in education. The men talk about it . . . but the women work most for it.

The moment we want to believe something, we suddenly see all the arguments for it, and become blind to the arguments against it.

To hope is to risk frustration. Make up your mind to risk frustration.

He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink.