Or. I hate that word. It’s two letters long and stuffed to the gills with reasonable doubt.

Everytime I look at a zebra, I can't figure out whether it's black with white stripes or white with black stripes, and that frustrates me.

Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.

The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.

There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.

There's always going to be bad stuff out there. But here's the amazing thing -- light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the dark, but you can't stick the dark into the light.

You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.

If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?

‎Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for - you or me - and we all know who they'll choose.

I assumed that everything would lead to complete failure, but I decided that didn't matter – that would be my life.

The path of nonviolence is the path of respect. It is respect towards every being. It is the path of awakening the consciousness of every being.

It's not whether you fall or make a mistake, it's what you do when you fall. And I say you stand up. You keep standing up. It's not how many times you fall, it's how many times you stand up.

That's why so many people want to play Hamlet: because it's a completely demarked role, and the actor playing it has to be prepared, through the language, to allow the audience to see into who he is.

I feel it right down in my stomach when I'm in touch with something. I don't know what it is.

"I am afraid that God has sent these men to lay waste the world".

I don't think we've got the concept in the West that male desire degrades men. Or that if men become sexually active, they become debased in some way, or slutty. Or lose status.

An old art spreading rumours about / Paradise, it begs outside the gates / Of the gods: the active gods come out.

The Pakistani government and its allies must overhaul their policies in Pakistan.

Honey the party went away quickly, but thats the trouble with ticking and talking.