Do not let one moment go by that doesn’t remind you that your heart beats 900 times a day, and there are enough gallons of blood to make everyone of you oceans

My heart was too big for my body, so I let it go.

Will I be something? Am I something? And the answer comes: You already are. You always were. And you still have time to be.

So when the world knocks at your front door, clutch the knob and open on up, running forward into its widespread greeting arms with your hands before you, fingertips trembling though they may be.

This universe is a fan of you. Watch the flowers in the morning, how they open towards the same sun that spends it's whole day following you.

I want my words and actions to be the quantification of my love. To make tangible the passions in my heart for the world and the people in it.

I dream too much, and I don't write enough, and I'm trying to find God everywhere.

I already am, I always was, and I still have time to be

We are ghosts, hungry for something bigger than what our lips are kissing.

We become extraordinary when we realize how extraordinary our existence is.

It is better to love every person, than to wait for one person to love you.

And the further they go, the more they'll remember, they can take it from me.

There is no Social Media without Women... it ceases to exist!

Software is more important than hardware.

There are two unpardonable sins in this world -- success and failure.

This goes against everything that I am, Sarai," he says and then kisses me. "No, it doesn't," I whisper and kiss him back. "It's you becoming more of who you really are.

There are no reasons for my photographs, nor any rules; all depends on the mood of the moment.

In these years we are witnessing the gigantic spectacle of innumerable human lives wandering about lost in their own labyrinths, through not having anything to which to give themselves.

No poet will ever take the written word as a substitute for the spoken word; he knows that it is on the spoken word, and the spoken word only, that his art is founded.

I spent the next fifteen minutes convincing a crying werewolf that I wasn’t going to hurt her. My life was getting too strange, even for me.