I actually like being alone. I spend most evenings reading and taking long baths.
Dreams are lovely. But they are just dreams. Fleeting, ephemeral, pretty. But dreams do not come true just because you dream them. It’s hard work that makes things happen. It’s hard work that creates change.
At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don’t keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That’s how we’re made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them.
Boundaries don’t keep other people out, they fence you in.
I think a lot of people dream. And while they are busy dreaming, the really happy people, the really successful people, the really interesting, engaged, powerful people, are busy doing.
The only limit to success is your own imagination.
You can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them.
You want to be a writer? A writer is someone who writes every day, so start writing. You don’t have a job? Get one. Any job. Don’t sit at home waiting for the magical opportunity. Who are you? Prince William? No. Get a job. Go to work. Do something until you can do something else.
Perfect is boring and dreams are not real. Just do. So you think, “I wish I could travel.” Great. Sell your crappy car, buy a ticket to Bangkok, and go. Right now. I’m serious.
Most of the women I saw on TV didn’t seem like people I actually knew. They felt like ideas of what women are.
The expected is what keeps us steady. It’s the unexpected that changes our lives forever.
When people show you who they are, believe them. I carry that with me a lot. It has served me well.
Cynicism is a choice. Optimism is a better choice.
Mother is not a title. Mother is a verb. It is not who you are. It’s what you do.