I've asked Jobs why he didn't get an operation then and he said, 'I didn't want my body to be opened... I didn't want to be violated in that way.'

Just being the seeker, somebody whose open to spiritual enlightenment, is in itself the important thing and it's the reward for being a seeker in this world.

I hope that some day scientists can be considered heroes again, instead of Paris Hilton.

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently.

It's about doing something larger than yourself. It's about serving this world, helping others.

...never let a passion for the perfect take precedence over pragmatism.

i had no idea what i wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out.

One way to remember who you are is to remember who your heroes are.

People who know what they’re talking about don’t need PowerPoint.

Picasso had a saying - 'good artists copy, great artists steal' - and we have always been shameless about stealing great ideas.

If you act like you can do something, then it will work.

Be a candle of light in someone’s life this holy season.

With increased self-awareness comes focus... We become selective. We refrain from jumping to grab every opportunity that comes on our way...

If you cross-section anyone's life from one angle and then another, what constitutes goodness looks different each time. It's not an absolute.

How do we attack important problems? Pose the right question.

Doubts and mistrust are the mere panic of timid imagination, which the steadfast heart will conquer, and the large mind transcend.

Some people are just born stars – you either have it or you haven’t, and I was definitely born one.

The most beautiful words of love are told in silence for a look.

It has been an extraordinary experience and, in many ways, extremely positive.

Maybe I didn't always know what I was missing, but it was you. Always you.

For perfect hope is achieved on the brink of despair, when instead of falling over the edge, we find ourselves walking on air.