Believe in yourself, listen to your gut, and do what you love.

Candy is childhood, the best and bright moments you wish could have lasted forever.

When I think of flavours, I think colour, so lemon should be yellow and orange is orange.

My parents screened 'Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory' for my 6th birthday, and I became fascinated by the idea of living in a candy land with chocolate rivers and lollipop trees.

I find that the people who don't eat as much candy are really into heavy protein, like steak. I don't eat that.

I know everything about candy. Would you believe I even know where to find gumballs in the middle of Africa?

I believe dancing is the best stress reliever.

My parents always told me, 'Do what you love because that is what you will do well in.' They told me to make sure that you are happy.

If these rich women from 5th Avenue spend a fortune on cashmere sweaters, they will come to my store to buy gummy bears.

My favorite place in the world is my dad's house in Montauk.

My husband is the cook at our house. I can make dessert and salad, but I stay away from meals. He makes amazing omelets, fish, and grilled vegetables like Brussels sprouts and cauliflower.

Every second vibrates within our Present moment, our now. In one split second of awareness, we can create a Life full of Light, Joy, and Love.

From my time at Nokia, I've seen the 99% positive and occasionally negative impact that communication tools can have on people.

We are used to thinking of Amazon myths in terms of violence against uppity women, but the ancient evidence also reveals a vision of gender equality.

Ice cream is my comfort food.

It now seems to me that the findings of more than fifty years of DNA research have provided materials for a new and enormously powerful argument to design.

There is no benefit in the gifts of a bad man.

There's no doubt that cable news hosts can say things that the president of the United States shouldn't say, and people can be harsh at you. That doesn't mean you benefit by being harsh back.

It is a gentle and affectionate thought, that in immeasurable height above us, at our first birth, the wreath of love was woven with sparkling stars for flowers.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.

Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises.