The oven became hotter and hotter, and Hansel began to sweat. Then a delicious smell wafted to his nostrils. Oh no! he thought. I'm cooking! He sniffed at the air. And I smell delicious!

For, in life, it is in the darkest zones one finds the brightest beauty and the most luminous wisdom.

You see, to find the brightest wisdom one must pass through the darkest zones. And through the darkest zones there can be no guide. No guide, that is, but courage

Once upon a time, fairy tales were AWESOME!

You see, Hansel and Gretel don’t just show up at the end of this story. They show up. And then they get their heads cut off. Just thought you’d like to know.

There is this weird thing that happens, when you stop worrying so much about what other people think of you...you suddenly start seeing what you think of you.

Home is where you can be yourself.

Maybe I've been wanting the wrong things.

Whether you go your separate ways or stay together, you will continue to witness--against ignorance, against cruelty, and on behalf of all that is beautiful about this strange and crooked world.

There is a wisdom in children, a kind of knowing, a kind of believing, that we, as adults, do not have. There is a time when a kingdom needs its children.

There is something embarrassing about someone else's grief. It is hard to know what to do around it. The right answer, always, is hugs.

But only a brief momentis granted to the braveone breath or two, whose wage isThe long nights of the grave.

When the music and the characters are flawlessly synchronized, the opera develops an emotional force that movies and plays cannot match.

Leading in a complex world means recognizing the simple things you can do to make things better.

I think all art - if it's good - is a result of really trying to create something that you can't put into words. Where language ends is where good art begins.

Isn't it strange -- when you're single, all you see is couples, and when you're part of a couple, all you see are hookers.

What terrifies me? When I read about plots of evil taking over the world and obliterating women's hard-won rights.

Victims recite problems, leaders provide solutions.

There is something wonderfully bold and liberating about saying yes to our entire imperfect and messy life.

When I made my theoretical model, I could not have guessed that people would try to realise it with Molotov cocktails.