The past is history. The future is a mystery. The present is a gift.

When you love someone, it doesn't really matter if they love you back or not. Having love in your heart for someone is its own reward. or punishment, depending on the circumstances.

The Universe doesn't like secrets. It conspires to reveal the truth, to lead you to it.

Many people believe that evil is the presence of something. I think it's the absence of something.

I think that's the moment when we all grow up, when we stop blaming our parents for the messes we've made out of our lives and start owning the consequences of our actions.

You can cut the ties that bind but not without losing a part of yourself. You can walk away and hide from the people who made you, but you'll always hear them calling your name.

The universe conspires to reveal the truth and to make your path easy if you have the courage to follow the signs.

We can't hold on to anyone or anything, you know. We lose everything except that which we carry within us.

It's strange how memory gets twisted and pulled like taffy in its retelling, how a single event can mean something different to everyone present.

Hope is good. Without it, well, you do the math. But hope has to be like a prayer. Putting it out there to something more powerful than yourself.

Motherhood was an ever widening circle of good-byes.

Cease distracting your mind of things with little substance.

The more you start to love someone, the more you ache when they’re gone, and maybe it’s that middle ground that hurts the most, when you can see them and still not feel like you’re near enough.

I don't travel anywhere without the PS3 and XBox. There's nothing better to do on long bus trips while on tour.

Monopolies are bad and deserve their reputation when things are static and the monopolies function as toll collectors... But I think they're quite positive when they're dynamic and do something new.

Don't get up gentlemen. I'm only passing through!

The precise statement of any problem is the most important step in its solution.

The Art of Vermeer must have been there on the morning of creation.

The heart thinks of everything you can give, and the soul thinks of everything you are.

One of the biggest threats to success is success itself. When you get a little bit ahead, it's all too easy to become complacent and to quickly lose what you have gained.

Nothing is harder to topple than a fact that supports a deeply held prejudice denied by its holder.