I want to be happy. i want to make people happy. i do not need to be rich to do that.

When we really see each other, we want to help each other.

In both the art and the business worlds, the difference between the amateurs and the professionals is simple: The professionals know they're winging it. The amateurs pretend they're not.

Collecting the dots. Then connecting them. And then sharing the connections with those around you. This is how a creative human works. Collecting, connecting, sharing.

Asking for help with shame says: You have the power over me. Asking with condescension says: I have the power over you. But asking for help with gratitude says: We have the power to help each other.

I don't think of myself as particularly cursed or blessed. I think I got dealt a set of cards, and I'm playing with them, sometimes in heels, sometimes in combat boots.

When you're afraid of someone's judgment, you can't connect with them. You're too preoccupied with the task of impressing them.

Art is food for the soul, and an artistic climate is a healthy climate because it breeds empathy.

I crave intimacy to the same burning degree that I detest commitment.

I think people have been obsessed with the wrong question, which is how do we make people pay for music? What if we started asking, how do we let people pay for music?

The world needs actual excitement and emotion more than it needs cool people.

Everyone agrees the celibacy rule is just a Church law dating from the 11th century, not a divine command.

I certainly respect other people's opinions, but I would not vote for a woman to be the pastor of a church.

The fact that slavery is written into the Constitution is about as entrenched a form of classism as you could possibly imagine.

Lord save us from off-handed, flabby-cheeked, brittle-boned, weak-kneed, thin-skinned, pliable, plastic, spineless, effeminate, ossified, three-karat Christianity.

When God made up this world of ours, He made it long and wide, And meant that it should shelter all, And none should be denied.

Having spent alarmingly large chunks of my life studying the white side of the Open Sicilian, I find myself asking, why did I bother?

The reason people blame things on the previous generation is that there's only one other choice.

K-State is a dangerous team. Those are the kind of teams you don't want to see in the tournament.

Sometimes... we suffer from the tyranny of comparison. Contests, competitions, thrive on it. Who cares?

Great writers create; writers of smaller gifts copy