My smile wavers as I revert to my natural state of being: nervous and weird.

The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.

You ought to stop listening to stereotypes and start forming your own opinions.

How many times can our emotions be tied to someone else's - be pulled and stretched and twisted - before they snap? Before they can never be mended again?

I don't believe in fashion. I believe in costume. Life is too short to be same person every day.

Everyone makes mistakes. The important thing is to not make the same mistake twice.

Life isn't about what you get, it's about what you DO with what you get.

I wish friends held hands more often, like the children I see on the streets sometimes. I'm not sure why we have to grow up and get embarrassed about it.

Just because something isn't practical doesn't mean it's not worth creating. Sometimes beauty and real-life magic are enough.

A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.

Jocelyn did not want to always remain the same. Where was the adventure in that?

When there is no feeling of accomplishment children fail to develop properly and old people rapidly decline.

To have done anything just for money is to have been truly idle.

I am going to be working on bathroom fittings for a company in the USA, and then I thought it was appropriate to simplify the fittings and, thus, lowering the cost.

The word, and the concept of feminism, was a gift because it gave me a sense of identity and a way of defining how I wished to live my life.

Until we understand that our grief outweighs a thousand joys, we will never understand what Christianity is all about.

The kids who come backstage that have cancer or whatever, make them laugh and smile for a little while, what's the problem with that? There isn't any.

The combination of a frivolous form and a serious subject immediately unmasks the truth about our dramas.

It is not that the intellect sometimes misunderstands. Rather, the intellect always misunderstands. It is not that the intellect sometimes errs, it is that the intellect is the error.

When I started skiing my pants were baggy and my cheeks were tight------Now my cheeks are baggy and my pants are tight.