I don’t really understand the world anymore. But maybe there’s some faint hope that the good people on both sides can come together.

...yet he [Levon] somehow sings with the wounded humanity of a man without a tribe, a man who has known both love and grief and understands that one is the price of the other.

One recipe for happiness is to have to sense of entitlement.' To this she added a star and noted at the bottom of the page: 'This is not a lesson I have ever been in a position to learn.

Conversion isn't, after all, a moment: It's a process, and it keeps happening, with cycles of acceptance and resistance, epiphany and doubt.

Just let your hand drop; and let fate decide for you.

Talent jogs to conclusions to which Genius takes giant leaps.

What an actor says is much, much less important than a life, so that's the great use for improvisation; you go, you find the life and then you add the words.

When I was perceived as a black man I became a threat to public safety. When I was dressed as myself, it was my safety that was threatened.

You have to allow for the impossible to be possible.

We may not commit a lesser Sin under pretence to avoid a greater, but we may, nay we ought to endure the greatest Pain and Grief rather than commit the least Sin.

Whoever has the most at stake should have the most power.

May my soul bloom in love for all existence.