I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.

When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.

Things that look impossible suddenly seem a lot better, once you get God on board.

Although you hadn't asked why, it had less to do with you not noticing than with you not wanting to hear the answer.

People ask all the time how I'm doing, but the truth is, they don't really want to know.

All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.

It never failed to amaze me how the most ordinary day could be catapulted into the extraordinary in the blink of an eye.

Maybe I was naïve to think that silence was implicit complacence, instead of a festering question. Maybe I was silly to believe that friends owed each other anything.

Doing the right thing for someone else occasionally means doing something that feels wrong to you.

What you didn't tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did.

People are not lazy, they simply have impotent goals..that is..goals that do not inspire them.

Contentment can only happen as we increase desire, let it run itself out towar its fulfilment, and carry us along with it.

And as I reinvent myself and I'm constantly curious about everything, I can't wait to see what's around the corner in newfound art and entertainment and exploration.

I think Donald Trump is a bigot and a misogynist.

When a politician says the debate is over, you can be sure of two things; the debate is raging; and he's losing it.

At the age of 80, I'm becoming a visual artist. This could be my rebirth.

I don't know how one would define an affirmative-action hire. I ultimately do not know what role race played in my hiring.

Renunciation means that none can serve both God and Mammon.