I've been a vegetarian for years and years. I'm not judgemental about others who aren't, I just feel I cannot eat or wear living creatures.

Oh, I love hugging. I wish I was an octopus, so I could hug 10 people at a time!

Life is very interesting... in the end, some of your greatest pains, become your greatest strengths.

I never regret anything. Because every little detail of your life is what made you into who you are in the end.

When I lay my head on the pillow at night I can say I was a decent person today. That's when I feel beautiful.

I pray to be like the ocean, with soft currents, maybe waves at times. More and more, I want the consistency rather than the highs and the lows.

There's something liberating about not pretending. Dare to embarrass yourself. Risk.

I'm a real stay-at-home mom. I'm really hands-on. Everything else became secondary.

I think happiness is what makes you pretty.

Daisies are like sunshine to the ground.

I've always loved butterflies, because they remind us that it's never too late to transform ourselves.

Is it easy? Usually not. But you don't forgive people for their benefit. You do it for your benefit.

Illiteracy is the number one promoter of ignorance.

It is not enough for journalists to see themselves as mere messengers without understanding the hidden agendas of the message and the myths that surround it.

You must seek to thyself.

One of the best things in the world to be is a boy; it requires no experience, but needs some practice to be a good one

The learned compute that seven hundred and seven millions of millions of vibrations have to penetrate the eye before the eye can distinguish the tints of a violet.

The first pleasant days of spring come out like a squirrel and go in again.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness...just as strings of a lute dance alone though they quiver with the same music.

After realizing a principle, unless you learn it with your body you cannot expect to get true understanding. Scholars in particular tend to learn in theory only.

The San Francisco Stock Exchange was the place that continuously pumped up the savings of the lower classes into the pockets of the millionaires.