We're all weird.

Home isn’t really a place. It’s the people who makes it what it is. I have a great home.

It's alright to do things the way you want. There is no map to life, no blueprints to survival, you can create your world day by day if you have a clear vision and an unwillingness to give up.

The only dreams that matter are the ones you have when you're awake.

...I seem to want the things I can't have. Occasionally, when something is finally attainable, the chase appears to be over and the fire burns out.

The music comes first. It will always be first

Never ignore someone who loves you and cares about you. 'Cause one day you may realize you lost the moon while counting stars.

It is not our ability that limits us but our view/belief of what we can achieve.

Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it.

Kissing's no fun when you have herpes

Perfection cannot be reached, because nothings perfect. But things can change, and so can people

Being married is effortless

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

may this poetrybe the homeyou will someday come back to.

To understand a science it is necessary to know its history.

As an actor, I function from a place of compassion and empathy - you have to believe 100 percent what your character is doing, because otherwise it will look like it's not real.

Being Puerto Rican, born and raised on the streets of New York, you go, 'Wow, you're still friends with your ex, man? Really? That's weird.' I don't play that.

Instead, I quietly excused myself and went to the bar, to commune with spirits I know how to relate to.

Greatness after all, in spite of its name, appears to be not so much a certain size as a certain quality in human lives. It may be present in lives whose range is very small.

Of course you will insist on modesty in the children, and respect to their teachers, but if the boy stops you in your speech, cries out that you are wrong and sets you right, hug him!

The highest ensign that men ever met and embraced under, the Cross itself, had no meaning save an accidental extrinsic one.