Love is really... a recognition of another person’s integrity and truth.

Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.

April, dressed in all his trim, hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.

A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us.

Art is about finding creativity in the gutter next to you.

You must not try to make love definite. It is the divine accident of life.

It's more difficult to be simple, and it's easier to be more complicated.

Art is a language which anneals individuals to each other through experiences that are uniquely human.

Resilience — the ability to brush off pain.

You mustn't confuse a single failure with a final defeat.

I found my place when I stopped looking for it.