What an amazing thing to feel known and loved, to feel understood, to walk through life with another person.

The dream is you never giving up on your story because no one else can play your part.

We are all a people in need. We are not perfect. We are not machines. We make mistakes. We need grace. We need compassion. We need help at times. We need other people. And that's okay.

We don't just live in books awake and dreams asleep. We are living stories, you and I, with dreams inside us undeniable, with love to give and people to walk beside.

Nobody gets to name you. You are not forgettable. You are not replaceable. You are not your pain. You are sacred and special and alive.

There's room for magic and inspiration. There's room to live a better story.

Love is a thousand things, but at the center is a choice.

So if you feel as if you feel too much, well then you are not alone. May these words find you like a friend.

We need one another. There's no reason to judge. People are more fragile than you could possibly imagine.

Don't live only in your head. It's lonely and it's dangerous.

Live with grace and dignity. It's a middle finger to the darkness

And so I wait. I wait for time to heal the pain and raise me to me feet once again - so that I can start a new path, my own path, the one that will make me whole again.

I notice inspiration when it comes by. I don't sit down at my desk and try to write.

A flawless cup: how delicate and fine The flowing curve of every jewelled line! Look, turn it up or down, 'tis perfect still-- But holds no drop of life's heart-warming wine.

The outlook of the world today is for the greatest era of commercial expansion in history. The rest of the world will become better customers.

Stay. Fight. Live. Take it. Cry. Cry. Cry.

Costume is a huge part of getting into character. Your body soaks in what you're wearing, and you turn into someone else.

I wanted [my photography] to appear as though the camera was seeing by itself.

The original suit was designed by a guy named Mr. Jay from Hollywood. But nowadays I'm having the suit duplicated. At this point I have about three good suits and about three really raggedy ones.

Sin, without strong restraints, would pull God from His throne, make the world the minion of its lusts, and all beings bow down and worship.

There is no disease more conducive to clinical humility than aneurysm of the aorta.