Invention is the natural outcome of creative thinking.

A succulent wild woman is one of any age who feels free to fully express herself in every dimension of her life.

Invent your world. Surround yourself with people, color, sounds, and work that nourish you.

So here we are, in our rare and precious lives, surrounded by gorgeous moments begging to be noticed and celebrated. Go! Celebrate!

You are sublimely, exactly, how you need to be at this moment.

The way to accomplish the assignment of truly living is to engage fully, richly, and deeply in the living of your dreams. We are made to dream and to live those dreams.

In the midst of our daily lives, we must find the juice to nourish our creative souls.

Cheer up every person you interact with (including yourself).

I absolutely trust that every animal and person has their own very necessary journey.

Be an electric eel in a goldfish pond!

There is room for us all to be how we actually are.

If someone hates you, secretly they are admiring you. They deserve you love and not your hate.

You don't have to turn the Page, I read the Story, it ends with you and me.

I like to look at scenarios and see how people interact with each other. That's why I'm an actor because I try to recreate that. Since our daughter joined us the spectrum has widened.

In aptitude tests, I scored highest in music.

It's not always easy to identify your own voice. It comes with time.

It is often necessary to make a decision on the basis of knowledge sufficient for action but insufficient to satisfy the intellect.

People of uncommon abilities generally fall into eccentricities when their sphere of life is not adequate to their abilities.

In life, we choose whether or not we want to be a winner or a loser. To be a winner, we must devote time and hard work. To be a loser you do nothing, and that's exactly what you will get, nothing.

I guess I've learned more from the Clearwater than anything else. All I did was help to plant a seed, and I didn't know what the hell I was doing.

Our German forefathers had a very kind religion. They believed that, after death, they would meet again all the good dogs that had been their companions in life. I wish I could believe that too.