My brain tells me it will be better to just let him go. My heart... not so much.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

Look at me, chica." When she does, I repeat, "Eres hermosa." "What does it mean?" "You're beautiful.

One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

You know about fixing cars, you're athletic, and you know when to shut up." "That last one isn't a skill." "Honey, trust me. It's a skill.

You’re dangerous,” he says. “Why?” “Because you make me believe in the impossible

being afraid to take chances is scarier than actually doing things that challenge you.

Expectations make people miserable, so whatever yours are, lower them. You'll definitely be happier.

You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.

Love the life you have been given. And be humbled by it. It is not to be despised.

Assuming less does not make you naive, it makes you a better listener.

The Kessler Theater is one such gem, an Art Deco beauty … for a slice of real life, there’s always the Kessler.

It is better not to proceed at all than to proceed without purpose.

The United States Constitution grants education decision authority to the states and localities not to the president of the United States.

In the year and a half I was on SNL, I never saw anybody ad lib anything. For a very good reason - the director cut according to the script. So, if you ad libbed, you'd be off mike and off camera.

Shakespeare wouldn't have been any good if he'd stayed in Stratford. He had to go to London to be bathed in the full current of the Renaissance.

You know, one of my - one of my best and, I think, most enlightening moments was when I was contacted by Michael Jackson. And he requested that I paint his portrait.

Can it be that even as one grows to fit the space one lives in, one cannot grow until there's space to grow?

There’s a level at which words are spirit and paper is skin. That’s the fascination of archives. There’s still a bodily trace.