In art as in love, instinct is enough.

Happiness is not made by what we own. It is what we share.

There’s nothing so kingly as kindness, and nothing so royal as truth.

There’s not a word yet for old friends who’ve just met.

At the end of the day, you are enough exactly as you are.

If you wake up and the day feels broken, just lean into the crack.

Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake.

Champions keep playing until they get it right.

I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it.

All art is autobiographical; the pearl is the oyster’s autobiography.

Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.