Living on purpose requires us to find what we love fiercely, give it all we've got and then pass it on, as if it were a torch, to those who follow

Once you begin to acknowledge random acts of kindness-both the ones you have received and the ones you have given - you can no longer believe that what you do does not matter.

Gratitude is like a flashlight. If you go out in your yard at night and turn on a flashlight, you suddenly can see what's there. It was always there, but you couldn't see it in the dark.

I wonder why it is that we so often imprison ourselves in the opinions of other people. There can be no punishment worse than conspiring in our own diminishment.

Kindness is twice blessed. It blesses the one who gives it with a sense of his or her own capacity to love, and the person who receives it with a sense of the beneficence of the universe.

To explore what it would mean to live fully, sensually alive and passionately on purpose, I have to drop my preconceived ideas of who and what I am.

I need to take a sacred pause, as if I were a sun warmed rock in the center of a rushing river.

Reignite the fire in your heart. Live on purpose.

I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.

I will not die an unlived life...I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me...I choose to risk my significance.

That which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.

Conflict and character are the heart of good fiction, and good mystery has both of those in spades.

When you start thinking from other’s point of view, you will understand him more easily and more completely.

Everything yields to diligence

After every bath, I make sure to moisturize my entire body. I'm obsessed with Diptyque: people love their candles, but their body products are also amazing.

In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?

The more time you put into practicing, then, the greater the payoff.

I watched myself put my paw in the bear trap on that one because there was this clause about leaving members

Each project, I suffer like I'm starting over again in life. There's a lot of healthy insecurity that fuels this stuff.

When I was 5 years old I started singing in church and I hated my voice because I sounded like a grown woman, not a child. I was ashamed of it.

Certainty and similar states of ‘knowing what we know’ arise out of involuntary brain mechanisms that, like love or anger, function independently of reason.