In reality, you don’t ever change the hurricane. You just learn how to stay out of its path.

Everytime I look at a zebra, I can't figure out whether it's black with white stripes or white with black stripes, and that frustrates me.

Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.

The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.

There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.

There's always going to be bad stuff out there. But here's the amazing thing -- light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the dark, but you can't stick the dark into the light.

You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.

If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?

‎Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for - you or me - and we all know who they'll choose.

How we can make a Judgement if we don't see what Happen.

I'm currently in an interesting correspondence with a nun about forgiveness.

All I want is a warm bed and a kind word and unlimited power.

There is no security. Only opportunity.

I can't promise we'll ever use you for a hasty getaway," Cole said, "but with a little work, you might be able to race my grandmother-while she's on her scooter.

If there is a chronic infirmity by which every teacher ought to be afflicted, it is, indeed, hope.

You make different colors by combining those colors that already exist.

You are free. Close your eyes. Open your mind. Let this music in, and you will see that this is true

Hip-hoppers are not interpreting what hip-hop is, and when we do interpret it, we interpret it as something immature, unorganized, and outlaw.

The value of life can be measured by how many times your soul has been deeply stirred.