I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.

Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl.

This is my vision-what I imagine I'll pass through on my way to the light. The blue sky, the clouds, the rays of light.

...the man of my dreams is a girl.

Really? It seems too good to be true. I don't trust it. I don't trust anyone.

Your failures and your faults, they stick with you. They glob into ugly, cancerous growths inside you and make you want to die.

Me? I had no dreams. No longings. Dreams only set you up for disappointment. Plus, you had to have a life to have dreams of a better life.

No one ever found out what was happening inside me. How the pain was eating me away. No one ever came to my rescue, or stood up for me.

What's the point of living if you don't belong anywhere?

What you see, isn't always what you get

Is that all I am? A friend?" "Of course not," I say. "I love you." "Am I the only one?" she asks. "Yes. Completely." First, last, and always.

I'm a little bit of a control freak.

You study, you learn, but you guard the original naivete. It has to be within you, as desire for drink is within the drunkard or love is within the lover.

If you think education is expensive, try estimating the cost of ignorance.

I've never considered failure.

Not only subjective poverty is never overcome by growth, but absolute poverty is increased by it. ... Absolute misery grows while wealth increases.

It's pretty hard being a tennis player and Mother Theresa at the same time and that's just the way it is.

I'm very much in denial that I can't dance. I really go for it, which is almost more embarrassing.

I'm always looking for perfection. Every photographer, in one way or another, if he's serious, is. He ain't ever going to get it. But hope springs eternal.

I think all of this—The Roots and DJing included—was meant to prepare me for The Tonight Show.

Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast, yet love breaks through and picks them all at last.