No one can live in the light all the time.

You are unique, and this is a beautiful, beautiful thing, grasshopper.

People aren't always what you want them to be

And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time.

Free the snow globes!

It's always darkest before the ultimate sparkle.

Board the cows! We've come to enslave your marigolds.

All things are possible.

I've had so many bikini waxes, I cry every time I see a Popsicle stick.

I'm sorry, Gemma. But we can't live in the light all of the time. You have to take whatever light you can hold into the dark with you.

It is a giggle full of high spirits and merry mischief, proof that we never lose our girlish selves, no matter what sort of women we become.

This place has only three exits, sir: Madness, and Death.

Like a flower, be soft, loving, kind, and beautiful, but never lose the courage to bloom.

What we gain in the world, we lose in the world, forgotten in death. We must rather fancy what we brought into the world, for therein lives our story, our legend.

I think there's great potential for autonomy, but we have to remember that we live in a world where people may have free will but have not invented their circumstances.

If I've got any small role in this matter, it's to say to Scots Americans: under no circumstances make Donald Trump President of the United States of America.

Men are more like the time they live in than they are like their fathers.

I remember when each 4th lot was vacant and overgrown, and the landlord only go this rent when you had it, and each day was clear and good and each moment was full of promise.

Nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political moral questions of our time.

My dreams are worthless, my plans are dust, my goals are impossible. All are of no value unless they are followed by action.

Learning is, in too many cases, but a foil to common sense; a substitute for true knowledge.