Now I'm starting to think he wasn't supposed to be my whole life, he was just this doorway to me.

Hope is a renewable option: If you run out of it at the end of the day, you get to start over in the morning.

If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life.

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

Finally, cooking is good citizenship. It's the only way to get serious about putting locally raised foods into your diet, which keeps farmlands healthy and grocery money in the neighborhood.

We came from Bethlehem, Georgia bearing Betty Crocker cake mixes into the jungle.

Maybe life doesn't get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we're willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.

Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say.

The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.

It's what you do that makes your soul.

Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

There's no beauty without difference and diversity. Love unconditionally.

Compassion brings us peace of mind. It brings a smile to our face and genuine smiles bring us closer together.

I think our insecurities are our biggest challenges, and we all have them. Trust me, I've got plenty of my own.

How often are we forced to charge fortune with partiality towards the unjust!

Congratulations. The fact that you're reading this means you've taken one giant step closer to surviving until your next birthday.

A wise and clear-eyed book, Future Hype challenges the conventional wisdom about technological change and provides a fresh perspective on our so-called computer age.

Early on, I knew I had ideas, but I wasn't sure when it was appropriate to bring them to the table and I was so intimidated by these titans that I was working for.

For God's sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself!

You Americans, you treat the Third World in the way an Iraqi peasant treats his new bride. Three days of honeymoon, and then it's off to the fields.

An imaginative adventure does not enjoy the same corsets as reportage.