I've become a less brave traveller since I became a dad, but in the past I was more foolhardy than brave.

Travel far enough, you meet yourself.

Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.

...now I'm a spent firework; but at least I've been a firework.

If swans weren't real myths'd make up.

Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.

I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.

Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.

A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.

You say you're 'depressed' - all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective - it just means you're human.

I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.

He attacked everything in life with a mix of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.

Our focus should be on making the most of our own lives, regardless of whether we start at the bottom or the top- not on envying the advantages and achievements of others.

It is as necessary for man to live in beauty rather than ugliness as it is necessary for him to have food for an aching belly or rest for a weary body.

Most men love money and security more, and creation and construction less, as they get older.

Donald Trump announces this morning that he will run for president. His hair will announce on Friday.

One is also reminded of how, in art, the tortoise so often overtakes the hare.

Every time I see David Giuntoli on set, it feels like there's a huge load off his shoulders, because when it's me, it's real and it's flirtatious and it seems like it's way more fun.

Women have become so obsessed with not withering, they've forgotten that there are infinite ways to be beautiful.

You can have anything in life, but you can't have everything!

So here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think, wilt thou let it Slip useless away? Out of eternity This new day is born, Into eternity At night will return.