I see my mother exactly as she is – sad and strong, tense and trying.

Even when everything hurts, even when other cities are exploding and people we love are disappearing, there’s still space for sweet things.

I want to know if we are the same, in the moments when we’re stripped bare.

We have to give up so many things when the people we love die. So we hang on to other familiar things.

I can’t quite figure out the difference between loving someone and loving things about them.

Love is insanity, apparently.

Love is something you have or don’t have. Love is like a fever.

It sounds like love just sort of happens, whether you want it to or not, whether you’re married or not.

Sometimes words I think are small come out big.

On our own, we’d look totally normal. Together, we’re something else. Together, we’re special.

We don’t smile, but we something. We something. It hurts, the way a deep connection to someone who isn’t yours sometimes does.

Be kind, be all sympathy, For each and every human beingIs forced to fight against himself.

I believe in the power of love, and planting positive thought seeds into the collective consciousness.

I am already inherently full and complete as I am. Man doesn't need woman and woman doesn't need man in order to experience his or her inherent fullness.

A friend of everyone is a friend of no one

The disease that knowledge brings is arrogance, and the disease that worship brings is showing off

You just try to be true to your idea of what is funny and what is also interesting.

The only control you have over a movie is whether or not you decide to sell the rights.

No battle plan survives first contact with the enemy. Not when the enemy is me.

Out of labor's struggle in Arizona came better conditions for the workers, who must everywhere, at all times, under advantage and disadvantage work out their own salvation

The world is changing, but so is Microsoft.