Fiction gives us empathy: it puts us inside the minds of other people, gives us the gifts of seeing the world through their eyes. Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over.

I really don't know what "I love you" means. I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.

Go, and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.

You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

You have to finish things - that's what you learn from, you learn by finishing things.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

I try to make an album that reflects what I love about country music. It's not just all about happy parties all the time. There are some sad songs.

There is evidence that young men in the big law firms, although they still work harder than most of their clients, do not glory in putting in night work and weekend hours as they once did.

I have come to value liberated minds as the supreme good of life on earth.

Identification prevents and perverts the flow of thought-feeling.

There's a demon in me, and he's still around. Without the dope, we have a bit more of a chat these days.

I've always thought of accessories as the exclamation point of a woman's outfit.

My bulimia was my addiction. Hurting myself was my addiction... The music is what saved me. That's the only thing I can trust.

Those persons who know the deep peace of God, the unfathomable peace that passeth all understanding, are always men and women of much prayer.

The job is interesting, and the task is difficult, but the man [Maigret] is just a decent man doing a very ordinary job.

Sometimes there just isn't enough vomit in the world.