While some people want to be popular, some of us simply want to be brave.

ON LIVING LIFE WISELY - To make the right choices, you have to be at peace with yourself.

Sometimes, all you need is someone who will listen. It is fortune enough to have people around who hear you & not judge you.

LIFE’S SOFT EDGES‘Tis a truth I will confess that we ofttimes find soft edges –to such a degree, our livesare well manifestof people’s kindliness.

Every person is an entrance to another world.

HIDEAWAYPreserve thatsecret, homey spotin your heart, as sanctuary where dreams may be softly tended, and revived.

Come discover how astonishingit is to unravel your own blossoming.

The world is abounding with beauty. You are a demonstration of this.

Smart means having intellectual humility rather than high cognitive ability.

INDIVIDUALITYI will never cease to talk in riddles, I will never try to feel different.I may be unusual for them, but that’s alright with me.

MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness, a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.

I've concluded that I learned far more from my failures than from my successes.

The idea of a talent that was bigger than an artist's ability to choose to use it, that would dictate the artist's life more than the artist could dictate, was interesting to me.

I'm not one of these people who say how much better American drama is than English. I find it mostly too American, except for The Sopranos, which I think is the best thing.

I like to read things I've read before. It's like listening over and over to your favorite song.

While envisaging the destruction of imperialism, it is necessary to identify its head, which is no other than the United States of America.

The job of the press is to encourage debate, not to supply the public with information.

After his death the gardener does not become a butterfly, intoxicated by the perfumes of the flowers, but a garden worm tasting all the dark, nitrogenous, and spicy delights of the soil.

Without hope, love dies and parts of you wither.

I never dreamed I would have a job in which so many people could touch me and I could touch them.

Emptiness and boredom: what a complete understatement. What I felt was complete desolation. Desolation, despair and boredom.