Sometimes we can choose the paths we follow. Sometimes our choices are made for us. And sometimes we have no choice at all.

I really don't know what "I love you" means. I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.

Go, and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.

You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

You have to finish things - that's what you learn from, you learn by finishing things.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

It is possible for one to receive all the glory of the world provided there is absolutely no ill intent, within him.

Flowers bloom in the tranquility of love with a beautiful desire for the well-being of the earth.

Practice mercy and forgiveness throughout as a lesson that symbolizes the love shown through his crucifixion.

Whenever you look in front and see a lot of people ahead of you, take time to look at the long queue behind you. Let us live a life of contentment.

I would never like to endorse a fairness cream. I believe in natural beauty.

I had lunch with a chess champion the other day. I knew he was a chess champion because it took him 20 minutes to pass the salt.

As a graduate of the Zsa Zsa Gabor School of Creative mathematics, I honestly do not know how old I am.

The price of excellence is labor, and time that of immortality.

But the world was also so constructed, owing to the nature of the Maker of it, that superior strength was found in the long run to lie with those who had the right on their side.

What you get is no longer what you see.