People really do think they have to choose between high stress and high reward jobs, and low stress and low reward jobs.

What we fear doing most is usually what we most need to do.

If you don't have time, the truth is, you don't have priorities. Think harder; don't work harder.

It isn't enough to think outside the box. Thinking is passive. Get used to acting outside the box.

The best way to counter-attack a hater is to make it blatantly obvious that their attack has had no impact on you.

The way we measure productivity is flawed. People checking their BlackBerry over dinner is not the measure of productivity.

I'll repeat something you might consider tattooing on your forehead: What we fear doing most is usually what we most need to do.

That's precisely the question everyone should be asking-why the hell not? - Why not you, why not now.

Money doesn't change you; it reveals who you are when you no longer have to be nice.

Luxury, to me, is not owning a lot of stuff. Luxury, to me, is feeling unrushed.

Slow down and remember this: Most things make no difference. Being busy is a form of mental laziness-lazy thinking and indiscriminate action.

The secret to happiness is the journey, not the destination.

The knowledge of the past stays with us. To let go is simply to release any images and emotions.

Beginnings are apt to be shadowy.

Science in itself is morally neutral; it becomes good or evil according as it is applied.

The kerosene record player is not a very efficient device.

My closet was full, yet I was always focused on the sweater I didn't have, or on the next pair of boots. I wasn't allowing myself to take in what I had. I could never experience what "enough" was.

Buzzards got to eat; same as worms.

The poem is lonely. It is lonely and en route. Its author stays with it. Does this very fact not place the poem already here, at its inception, in the encounter, in the mystery of encounter?

When I was 16 and wanted to be an actor, people told me to go work at the supermarket.

My journey has been a very slow build-up. Each year has been a step upward. I've never actually gone backward.