I once read about a guy who lost his arms in a fire. The nurse took pity on him and gave him a hand job. I don't even get that.

You would be amazed by what you can give up, lose, or break, and yet still be a person who gets happy over brownies.

...handsome people are always interesting to watch. But a handsome person in crisis is riveting.

You need to grab your dream out of the sky like it's a kite and pinch the string through your fingers until you reach the spool.

I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

I can't tell you how much I love Target and Costco, that kind of culture, because it's something I never felt a part of. I've always felt like a tourist because I have never fit in anywhere.

Should I just sit down, right here at carousel seven, and shake until somebody's arms are around me and they're saying, 'It's okay, I'm here, I'm here, come with me to the institute.

You are allowed to be alive. You are allowed to be somebody different. You are allowed to not say goodbye to anybody or explain a single thing to anyone, ever.

His laugh is made if porch swings and lemonade

But I can also write in crappy motel rooms, while standing in line, or sitting in the dentist's chair.

I wouldn't want to waste any of my brain cells on forgiving if it's holding me back.

Something that is yours forever is never precious

True prayer does not seek God’s help, but it focuses on what is good for everyday life and all of humanity.

…if you will quit squirming about and be patient you will see that most things in life, wishes included, do not have immediate results.

Journey to Excellence involve identifying the right things, at the right time, and to act upon them with the right way to achieve desired measurable outcome.

Not bad for a bunch of castoffs and misfits.

I love ghosts, I prefer ghosts to some people.

To develop our real selves, we need time alone for thought and meditation. To be always giving out and never pumping in, the well runs dry.

You need a government that believes in government. It also believes in markets and wants to give markets the best, the greatest opportunity, but is trying to govern well.

My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.

My comedy is not mine. It's a gift. I'm not that smart.