The American Dream never really existed. It was a marketing scam.

Life is better when your sinuses are clean, when your arteries are clean, and when your digestive tract is clean.

Do what you do with love, and success is a natural symptom.

When the lights come on inside of you, everyone in the world can see a little better.

Life is too long to reject the opportunities in front of you every day.

Robots are the new middle class. And everyone else will either be an entrepreneur or a temp staffer.

People look for their passions. But often, the passions find you. How does your #‎ passion find you? When you are good at something, you get passionate about it. That’s it.

It's how you view the life inside you that creates the life outside of you. Everyday.

You create your luck by being healthy and not regretting the past or being anxious about the future.

Life is a series of failures punctuated by brief successes.

Every day you reinvent yourself. You’re always in motion. But you decide every day: forward or backward.

One need not be a chamber to be haunted.

In a team setting, leadership is shared by a community of people, which counters the tendency for pastors to form congregations in their own images.

Strength doesn't come from what you can do. It comes from overcoming the things you once thought you couldn't.

And I think I often choose to do something because it's quite different from what I've done before.

I've always been naturally thin.

I'm not trying to be in your face and take a picture that is like a journalistic kind of image. I got interested in a kind of complicated, compiled, visual field.

The single most important route of success is persistence - never, ever give up!

Making music for Radiohead is like going to the bathroom, I'm just going to the bathroom constantly, and millions are watching me go to the bathroom.

I was born in Kansas City, Missouri, and I do know from what my parents tell me that I was always interested in art, although not very good at it.

I kan noght parfitly my Paternoster as the preest it syngeth,But I kan rymes of Robyn Hood and Randolf Erl of Chestre.