The secret to happiness, at Thanksgiving or any time, is to reframe obligation as opportunity. You don't have to spend Thanksgiving with your family. You get to.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. The older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Good art is art that allows you to enter it from a variety of angles and to emerge with a variety of views.

One thing you might want to learn before you attend the world's largest ukulele lesson is how to say ukulele.

Don't waste your time on jealousy.

Don't waste time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind.

Like many women my age, I am 28 years old.

You can map your life through your favorite movies, and no two people's maps will be the same.

Every day each of us wakes up, reaches into drawers and closets, pulls out a costume for the day and proceeds to dress in a style that can only be called preposterous.

TV happens. And once it's happened, it's gone. When it's gone, you move on, no tears, no tantrums, no videotape

Worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.

Then, as his planet killed him, it occurred to Kynes that his father and all the other scientists were wrong, that the most persistent principles of the universe were accident and error.

You need to find your gift, something you are doing better than others

I love you. Really, I do. Now love yourself more and each other a lot more. And please take care of this precious planet.

There are great science books that were conceived as books. Feynman's famous introductory lectures in physics, which have a beginning and an end, which are written with style.

I was a man by middle school.

If I hadn't gone to dancing school, I would have married and had children like my mum and had a normal life.

I'm interested in designing not the object but the process that leads to the object.

Silicon Valley is a mindset, not a location.

I look'd to Heav'n, and try'd to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust.

We make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villians by compulsion.