But the truth of the matter is, to live a good life, as a good person, it doesn't matter how you got there. It just matters that you do.

We are the superhero, none of us individually, but all of us together.

Humanity is good. Some people are terrible and broken, but humanity is good. I believe that.

Read books. Care about things. Get excited. Try not to be too down on youself. Enjoy the ever present game of knowing.

I honestly don't know how you live without having a cat inside your house. It's like having a little living piece of art that is also very warm and soft.

Stop listening to people telling us we need to hate each other

Making an un-perfect decision is far, far better than not making a decision, which is the worst possible decision you could make.

Being silly is still allowed, not excluded by adulthood. What's excluded by adulthood is thoughtlessness, so be thoughtful and silly

Some days, it seems to me like the purpose of life is to convert energy into beauty.

‎Sometimes I feel like when someone asks me if I believe in God, it's like a blind person asking if I'm black, so that they can put me in the right category.

I forgot how to throw a boomerang, but then it came back to me.

We too had branched off from the people who had come before us, a family that made the family that made us, and we were shining in the darkness and casting our light all around us.

Writing is my passion and burns in me like a fire. I'm always writing and honing my skills to feed the flames.

I've always felt that good writing does not have to be literary.

I believe in me. And my family does. And Mrs. V. It's the rest of the world I'm not so sure of.

Coaching done well may be the most effective intervention designed for human performance.

Cloning will enable mankind to reach eternal life.

There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.

You must practice to be able to return to essential principles at any moment.

If you don't know how to do it, get around someone else who does.

Yes, here I am returning, the woman who bore herself to the bottom and back. Who wanted to swim like dolphins, leaping waves and diving. Who wanted only to belong to herself.