I'm an academic. I'm hardwired for a good debate.

Authenticity is the daily practice of letting go of who we think we're supposed to be and embracing who we are.

Don't try to win over the haters; you are not a jackass whisperer.

Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.

Vulnerability sounds like truth and feels like courage. Truth and courage aren't always comfortable, but they're never weakness.

Daring greatly means the courage to be vulnerable. It means to show up and be seen. To ask for what you need. To talk about how you're feeling. To have the hard conversations.

What makes you vulnerable makes you beautiful.

Believing that you're enough is what gives you the courage to be authentic.

Shame hates it when we reach out and tell our story. It hates having words wrapped around it - it can't survive being shared. Shame loves secrecy... When we bury our story, the shame metastasizes.

When we deny our stories, They define us. When we own our stories, we get to write the ending.

Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it.

There are three kinds of big endings: Revenge. Tragedy. Forgiveness. Revenge and Tragedy often happen together.Forgiveness unblocks the future." (p.225)

When men are rightly occupied their amusement grows out of their work as the color-petals out of a fruitful flower.

I thought highly of myself growing up. I still do. There's not really much somebody can say to me to bring down my confidence or anything.

The classical city promoted play with careful solicitude, building the theater and stadium as it built the market place and the temple.

We've turned into a nation of mothers to our men. I think it's a dreadful mistake that doesn't benefit anybody.

I don't even know if Stephenie [Meyer] could tell you why she was so fixated on [Twilight] very, very contained story about these very obsessive characters. It's just an anomaly.

But our hatred is almost indistinguishable from our love.

do what only a true artist can do ... pounce upon the forgotten butterfly of revelation

Perhaps all early love affairs ought to be strangled or drowned, like so many blind kittens.

The path of a cosmonaut is not an easy, triumphant march to glory. You have to get to know the meaning not just of joy but also of grief, before being allowed in the spacecraft cabin.