My mom smiled at me. Her smile kind of hugged me.

You can't blend in when you were born to stand out.

Courage. Kindness. Friendship. Character. These are the qualities that define us as human beings, and propel us, on occasion, to greatness.

Whenever there is a conflict between being right and being kind, if possible, choose being kind.

I wish everyday could be Halloween. We could all wear masks all the time. Then we could walk around and get to know each other before we got to see what we looked like under the masks.

We carry with us, as human beings, not just the capacity to be kind, but the very choice of kindness.

I won't describe what I look like. Whatever you're thinking, it's probably worse.

There are always going to be jerks in the world . . . [but] there are more good people on this earth than bad people, and the good people watch out for each other and take care of each other.

One mistake does not define you.

Kinder than is necessary. Because it's not enough to be kind. One should be kinder than needed.

Here’s what I think: the only reason I’m not ordinary is that no one else sees me that way.

Our home tells a story about us, so we may as well take the opportunity to make it a stylish one.

Crisis is a good revealer of great leadership

The highest ideals are human intelligence, creativity and love. Respect these above all.

I try to work and enjoy life, and that's about all.

You can have no idea, if you have not tried, how difficult it is to find out anything whatever from an encyclopedia, unless you know all about it already.

Try to write at least 500 words a day. You may ditch 499 of them tomorrow, but you will still be moving forward.

What I find most disturbing about Valentine's Day is, look, I get that you have to have a holiday of love, but in the height of flu season, it makes no sense.

A heart-felt prayer is not recitation with the lips. It is a yearning from within which expresses itself in every word, every act, nay every thought of people.

It really is a very odd business that all of us, to varying degrees, have music in our heads.

It's not the ink, it's the think.