An actress wants to be seen. An actress wants to be loved. By multitudes of people, not just one lone man.

Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't blur you wouldn't have the fool's courage to do things again, again, again, that tear you apart.

Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another's skin, another's voice, another's soul.

I never change, I simply become more myself.

How lovely this world is, really: one simply has to look.

Our enemy is by tradition our savior, in preventing us from superficiality.

Read widely, and without apology. Read what you want to read, not what someone tells you you should read.

Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.

Keep a light, hopeful heart. But ­expect the worst.

See, people come into your life for a reason. They might not know it themselves, why. You might not know it. But there's a reason. There has to be

Be your own editor/critic. Sympathetic but merciless!

The future is now. Roll up your sleeves and let your passion flow. The country we carry in our hearts is waiting.

I now know, by an almost fatalistic conformity with the facts, that my destiny is to travel.

In many of our [online] courses, the median response time for a question on the question and answer forum was 22 minutes - which is not a level of service I have ever offered to my Stanford students.

I saw what Purple meant to people and I still hear it now when I'm in Europe. I'm always shocked that I'm still asked about Purple because it was such a long time ago.

When you get a bit older and you realise that no one knows what they're doing, no one's perfect and it's fine.

My favorite way to dance is being swept off my feet by somebody who doesn't know how to dance.

She does not love you. Your metaphors thrill her you are her poet. But that's all there's to it.

For once you are going to hear a dream, a dream that I have made sound... I dreamed all this; never could my poor head have invented such a thing.

Aretmis gripped her bow. “Let us pray I am wrong.” Can goddesses pray?

That's the way it is in life. You let go of what is beautiful and unique. You pursue something new and don't even know that the wind of your own running is a thief.