Everyone’s allowed to be in love with the wrong person at some point. In fact, it’s a mistake not to be.

He loved me. He loved me, but he doesn’t love me anymore, and it’s not the end of the world.

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose is the next best.

For a long time, the fact that I was divorced was the most important thing about me. And now it’s not. Now the most important thing about me is that I’m old.

Healing yourself is connected with healing others.

I mean, if the relationship can’t survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?

The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half a line of it.

It’s much more interesting to try and understand what binds two people together. Why we stay with each other is much more of a mystery than why we don’t.

When things break, it’s not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. it’s because a little piece gets lost — the two remaining ends couldn’t fit together even if they wanted to. The whole shape has changed.

You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing that we call ‘failure’ is not the falling down, but the staying down.

I’ve always believed that if you don’t stay moving, they will throw dirt on you.

It’s no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn’t even speak to each other if they met at a party.

Those who do not know how to weep with their whole heart do not know how to laugh either.

Hearts live by being wounded.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

I think a spiritual journey is not so much a journey of discovery. It’s a journey of recovery. It’s a journey of uncovering your own inner nature. It’s already there.

Bad days call for foods that are bad for your butt.

What’s broken is broken — and I’d rather remember it as it was than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

I love to shop after a bad relationship. I don’t know. I buy a new outfit and it makes me feel better. It just does. Sometimes I see a really great outfit, I’ll break up with someone on purpose.

Being divorced is like being hit by a Mack truck. If you live through it, you start looking very carefully to the right and to the left.

Don’t dwell on what went wrong. Instead, focus on what to do next. Spend your energies on moving forward toward finding the answer.

Some of us think that holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it’s letting go.

Recovery is something that you have to work on every single day and it’s something that it doesn’t get a day off.

One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.

Don’t allow someone not worth it to have the power to occupy your thoughts. If they don’t find you worth the effort or the time, why should you waste yours?

Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and guys are just people to have fun with.

What we wait around a lifetime for with one person, we can find in a moment with someone else.

Only time can heal his heart, just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.

Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have – life itself.

The dreams break into a million tiny pieces. The dream dies. Which leaves you with a choice: you can settle for reality, or you can go off, like a fool, and dream another dream.

Unless we tell stories about ourselves, which is all that theater is, we're in deep trouble.

I'm a big cardigan sweater guy.

Oh, stuff the critics. I don't care. Too many people are snooty about classical. Look, I wasn't brought up in a home where we listened to classical music. It was a singing teacher that thought it would be best for my voice. Then I moved into crossover. And if that makes the music accessible to more people, then great.

No one ever had a better father than I did. Father was a disciplinarian, and Mother was a very loving woman who taught us out of the scriptures. The Book of Mormon was her favorite.

For me, for the type of addict I am, when I start getting those swirly thoughts and stuff, and they talk about slippery places, slippery people and slippery things, you know, I need to - I needed to take my cell phone and eliminate all the phone numbers, change the phone numbers so no one I knew before could call me or reach me.

The most critical factor subduing the demand for housing is that home ownership is no longer seen as the great, long-term buildup in equity value it once was.

Harlem is a very family-oriented neighborhood, and it always has been.

Life is like a very short visit to a toy shop between birth and death.

When I wrote the opera, I made a deal with myself that for at least an hour a day I would work on it, even if it meant just sitting on my piano bench, staring into space and thinking about it. It's about keeping it regular, like your bowel movements - let's get real: it's your bodily artistic movements! It comes from the same place.

The distance between us may be miles and years but it will not change the fact I hope you are missing me too.

I want to get better and better at my craft.

Any artist picks and chooses what they want to paint or write about or say. Photographers are the same.

I believe our biggest issue is the same biggest issue that the whole world is facing, and that's habitat destruction.

People who travel are always fugitives.

A lot of you cared, just not enough.

Eyes can only capture objects that already seen in mind. And mind can only see things that already written in heart.

Teenagers talk about the idea of having each other's 'full attention.' They grew up in a culture of distraction. They remember their parents were on cell phones when they were pushed on swings as toddlers. Now, their parents text at the dinner table and don't look up from their BlackBerry when they come for end-of-school day pickup.

I am not trying to give an image of a fairytale perfect everything else I am just being myself.