Write your story as it needs to be written. Write it honestly, and tell it as best you can. I'm not sure that there are any other rules. Not ones that matter.

I really don't know what "I love you" means. I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.

Go, and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.

You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

You have to finish things - that's what you learn from, you learn by finishing things.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

I like a deep sports massage - a casual beating up. I try to get them whenever I can, usually more if I'm getting in shape for a role.

Somebody will come up to me after a show and have me sign their arm, and the next time I see them my autograph has been permanently inscribed on their arm.

But the action film genre is gonna have to come up with some new bad guys.

I'm really enjoying being single. I'm not even looking to meet anybody, which is so freeing.

The common people, on the whole, are still living in the world of absolute good and evil from which the intellectuals have long since escaped.

The time to show up fully for life is right now, whatever the circumstances.

She died praying that she might die.

At the end of the day, everyone wants to feel loved, appreciated and respected.

Consciousness is a fascinating but elusive phenomenon: it is impossible to specify what it is, what it does, or why it evolved. Nothing worth reading has been written on it.

Let Nature be your teacher