[Hillary Clinton] was going to have a very difficult pathway going forward anyway.

It's in that convergence of spiritual people becoming active and active people becoming spiritual that the hope of humanity now rests.

If the road to social transformation can be paved only by saints who never make mistakes, the road will NEVER be built.

In a democracy, you won't always get to have your way. But you should always get to have your say.

If we stand for change, we can spark a popular movement with power, influence, magic and genius.

All humans have fear, and those of us who are fortunate have faith.

When it gets harder to love, love harder.

The time has come to move beyond eco-elitism to eco-populism.

Each and every one of us should stop playing small and license ourselves to become one of the giants of the new century. We will need champions by the truckload.

The usual pattern of demagogues is to promise the moon, fail to deliver, and then blame vulnerable others for those failures.

I'm willing to forgo the cheap satisfaction of the radical pose for the deep satisfaction of radical ends.

Not that the man needed clothes. God meant for that piece of perfection to have nothing masking the luscious, tanned flesh stretched taut over beautiful muscles.

That's enough, and I have a ministry as a neighbor as well. A ministry as a friend and a ministry as an aunt and a godmother, and family is very much in the circle of my vocation.

Maybe it's the stardust in my head.

I don't know yet whether I fully believe in fate, but certain things do happen in a man's life that he cannot explain.

I'm obsessed with perfection. I want to work. I don't want to stop. I want to take advantage and make myself the best possible me that I can be.

I will do nothing for 89 minutes, but score in the 90th.

Halloween is my favorite holiday, and I always go all-out with my costumes.

You have to let the world speak to you and then you speak, you know, so I'm in that moment now where I'm finding the world's voice.

Working with my hands keeps me sane.

Monsieur' to a convict is a glass of water to a man dying of thirst at sea; ignominy thirsts for respect.