If you want to know someone's story, they have to tell it aloud. But every time, the telling is a little but different. It's new, even to me.

We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.

Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't stand the thought of them changing? Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't see clearly?

Suddenly this is all too hard. I am tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength - and the honesty - to break them down.

...when they look at me, I so badly want to be who they see.

Sometimes I think my whole life has been about holding on to you.

When I'm with you, bells go off in my head like a moving truck that's backing up.

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

When your mother is made out of your dreams, anything real is bound to disappoint you.

In half hour my mother has managed to give me what my father couldn't: my past.

You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.

There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.

Trials are a measure of your faith, so be courageous when going through trials in life.

In sales, every prospect is a potential customer.

It is no rest to be idle.

I had lost too much of the heart and all the faith needed to stay afloat in a job where every human encounter felt like an anvil strung around my neck just when I thought I was nearing the shore.

I've always approached spring training as I have something to prove.

I really enjoy talking to actors or filmmakers that enjoy that process of creating and how they go about doing it.

Toil, feel, think, hope; you will be sure to dream enough before you die, without arranging for it.

This is my time, this is my hour, This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power. If it's my reign, then it's my shower, This pole position...I made a lane 'cause they blocked ours.

Slow, steady progress is better than fast, daily excuses.