The truth of a myth...is not in its words but its patterns.

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.

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..

yEvery man's endeavor was imbued with responsibility

The government solution to a problem is usually as bad as the problem.

if you stay still, earth buries you, ready or not.

I married a German. Every night I dress up as Poland and he invades me.

The life of doctrine is in application.

People were incredibly kind to our family and went out of their way to help.

Its interesting to play a politician who gets stuff done.

We created computers as an extension of our brains, and now we're connecting through those computers and the Internet cloud as a way of expanding them.

Hosting is an art form. Like acting, singing, or comedy hosting is a craft. It's a delicate dance of timing, the ability to read the room, and the art of conversation.