Beauty—real everlasting beauty—lives not on our faces, but in our attitude and our actions. It lives in what we do for ourselves and for others.

Jolie laide = "pretty ugly" Draws you to it...bored into heart and mind.

That's when it struck me: how gorgeous we all were, even with cellulite (saw a lot of that) and stretch marks, scars and tattoos. Let me just say this, not single body was perfect, not even the fittest of women there.

To dream is to starve doubt, feed hope.

There is a time to study a map passionately, obsessively. To see where you've gone, where others have gone before you. To commit to memory every obstacle, every danger. Shakespeare had a term for this obsession: mappery. But there is a time, too, when you say, come dragons. I challenge you to find me.

Flawed, we're truly interesting, truly memorable, and yes, truly beautiful.

When the creative impulse sweeps over you, grab it. You grab it and honor it and use it, because momentum is a rare gift.