You must not fall. / When you lose your balance, resist for a long time before turning yourself toward the earth. Then jump. / You must not force yourself to stay steady. You must move forward.

I don't have a career, I have a life. Don't think of a career, think about your passion and look for inspiration.

It's impossible, that's for sure. So let's start working.

Whenever other worlds invite us, whenever we are balancing on the boundaries of our limited human condition, that’s where life starts, that’s where you start feeling yourself living.

Limits exist only in the souls of those who do not dream.

I focus, I invent, I transform, I challenge, I attempt, I observe, I perform.

Passion is the model of all my actions.

When you are a young person, the world is yours. You can do the impossible.

I know it's impossible. But I know I'll do it!

Why does almost every ad agency in the world set the time on a watch at 10:10 before photographing it?

Death frames the high wire. But I don’t see myself as taking risks. I do all of the preparations that a non-death seeker would do.

The shelf was filled with books that were hard to read, that could devastate and remake one's soul, and that, when they were finished, had a kick like a mule.

The point of living in the world is just to stay interested.

Most important, for openers, work six hours a day, seven days a week for six years. Then if you like it you can get serious about it.

We wanted to be led by our mission and to embed our values throughout the world.

It's perfectly possible for somebody to make the transition from politics to journalism.

Our descent, then, is the origin of our evil passions!! The devil under form of Baboon is our grandfather.

"Getting fired," Tyler says, "is the best thing that could happen to any of us. That way, we’d quit treading water and do something with our lives."

I think baseball owes McGwire a gratitude of thanks for putting baseball back on the map where it should be.

If I played in New York, they'd name a candy bar after me.

We are all of us born, live and die in the shadow of a giant question mark that refers to three questions: Where do we come from? Why? And where, oh where, are we going!