I think we acquire habits of mind when we're little, and I lived in the future because I was always imagining being a grown-up, when I could get out.

We move away from only the binary boxes of "masculine" or "feminine" and begin to live along the full human continuum of identity and expression.

Prejudice marks a mental landmine.

If women could sleep their way to the top, there'd be a lot more women at the top.

When I was little, I knew that I was not adopted, but I actually imagined and hoped that I was, and that my real parents were going to come get me. I was just too different from the rest of the family, so I lived in books and in my imagination.

The art of being helpful is behaving as if everything we do matters - because we never know which things might.

One of the things I understood from early on was that art was a symbol of systemic inequity.