If we don't go mad once in a while, there's no hope.

The world was made up of people putting one foot in front of the other; and a life might appear ordinary simply because the person living it had been doing so for a long time.

You got up, and you did something. And if trying to find a way when you don't even know you can get there isn't a small miracle; then I don't know what is.

But maybe it's what the world needs. A little less sense, and a little more faith.

I've begun to think that we sit far more than we're supposed to...Why else would we have feet?

If we can't accept what we don't know, there really is no hope.

...People would make the decisions they wished to make and some of them would hurt both themselves and those who loved them, and some would pass unnoticed, while others would bring joy.

Harold could no longer pass a stranger without acknowledging the truth that everyone was the same, and also unique; and that this was the dilemma of being human.

The past was the past; there was no escaping your beginnings.

you could be ordinary and attempt something extraordinary, without being able to explain it in a logical way.

The least planned part of the journey, however, was the journey itself.

Sometimes people aren't hating on you. Because they feel a certain way about themselves, they just don't know how to be happy for you.

The only people who see the whole picture are the ones who step outside the frame.

Let us be wild and weird with love for humanity.

Thinking about women who can't have their own baby, even the first baby, I'm really lucky.

The world "out there" won't change until the world "in here" does.

It hasn't been easy to find American citizens who are willing to pick fruit in 110 degree weather.

I just believe that the cost of marketing is going to increase and the cost of delivery is going to decrease as the Net gets stronger and mass media gets weaker.

To write that essential book, a great writer does not need to invent it but merely to translate it, since it already exists in each one of us. The duty and task of a writer are those of translator.

Sisterhood is powerful. It kills. Mostly sisters.

The purpose of terrorism lies not just in the violent act itself. It is in producing terror. It sets out to inflame, to divide, to produce consequences which they then use to justify further terror.