You may fool all the people some of the time, you can even fool some of the people all of read more

You may fool all the people some of the time, you can even fool some of the people all of the time, but you cannot fool all of the people all the time.

Don't ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go and do that. read more

Don't ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

Begin to be now what you will be hereafter.

Begin to be now what you will be hereafter.

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends read more

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends on unreasonable people.

The planet is fine. The people are fucked.

The planet is fine. The people are fucked.

Some people wear their smile like a disguise. Those people who smile a lot, watch their eyes. I know 'cause read more

Some people wear their smile like a disguise. Those people who smile a lot, watch their eyes. I know 'cause I'm like that a lot. You think everything's ok, and it is . . . 'till it's not.

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are read more

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"

People who count their chickens before they are hatched, act very wisely, because chickens run about so absurdly that it read more

People who count their chickens before they are hatched, act very wisely, because chickens run about so absurdly that it is impossible to count them accurately

Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.

Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.