It is permissible to be the god of your own metaphors.

My own survival required me to counterbalance interesting with invisible.

Metaphor is awkward, but emotion, by its nature, leaves you no more scalable approach.

I was drawn to his aloofness, the way cats gravitate toward people who’d rather avoid them.

We were all monsters and bastards, and we were all beautiful.

Haven't you always been more than yourself? Haven't we all? We are none of us just one thing.

The world is seldom so simple that it hinges on us alone.

Sometimes the truth has difficulty breaching the city walls of our beliefs. A lie, dressed in the correct livery, passes through more easily.

Your lies didn't stop me loving you; your truth hasn't stopped me either.

The world inside myself is vaster and richer than this paltry plane, peopled with mere galaxies and gods.

I cannot perch among those who think that I am broken.

My mom grew up in the Soviet Bloc, and she was a Tiger Mom. We didn't get away with much.

Each of us visits this Earth involuntarily, and without an invitation. For me, it is enough to wonder at the secrets.

I spent a lot of time bowling as a kid, mostly because I grew up in bowling alleys. They were kind of my playgrounds.

I remember going to the wardrobe-fitting for the first time and seeing all the cool high-waisted jeans and halter-tops - and that style is coming back anyway - so I loved that!

I believe that life is about doing. It's about changing. It's about transitioning. I can't imagine, as a human being, not being able to grow.

Originality provokes originality.

Human beings create more than they destroy.

I'm 37, I'm pretty fit and feel I have another eight years left - which means there's 32 Majors still to go at.

I know for sure that's what we're here to do: Keep the joy thing going for all seasons.

So if you think being thin is enough to succeed in gymnastics, you're wrong.