If you have something floating in your drink, then you know you're ready. Seriously, what's in my drink? Aliens. Still gonna drink it.

You are constantly changing & evolving through your experiences, how you interpret your experiences, and how you choose to do things in the future based on those experiences.

The single greatest gift you could ever give the world is to be exactly who you are.

Don't ever, ever, ever give up, because you're here for a reason, even if it's just to laugh at cats on the internet.

You are the most rare & majestic you there ever was and ever will be.

Make your face not look like your face by piling on like the heaviest makeup you can find and do it with some kind of brush that won't judge you.

In order to find out who you are, you will, at some point, have to feel really isolated, left out, different.

You become yourself, every single day of your life, through your choices and how you think.

There’s no cure for ugly, but you can make yourself into a human optical illusion.

One of the benefits of being you is: You know that the people who love you, love you for you. They don't love you for who they think you are or who you're pretending to be.

As weird and awful and terrible as it may seem to be yourself sometimes, it will always reward you.

Books are my greatest treasures.

Tiny acts of kindness can have BIG results.

Your head is filling up...

Cream rises. Excellence does have its rewards.

The Hulk is rage personified, just, "I don't like something. Break it." And that's a great concept for a seven- or eight-year-old.

He was a man who wrote, who interpreted the world. Wisdom grew out of being handed just the smallest sliver of emotion. A glance could lead to paragraphs of theory.

Our neurosis and our wisdom are made out of the same material. If you throw out your neurosis, you also throw out your wisdom.

I find happiness comes from numerous sources in my life. Most often, the happy moments I cherish most are quiet moments with my wife and family back home in Nova Scotia.

Man can be that which he wishes to be; form and substance, they are but shadows. The mind, the ego, the essence of the god-dream -- that is real, that is immortal.

I've never worn fur, either. I'm a naturally squeamish person, and fur smells like dead animal to me.