The mindless junk of your past crowds out opportunities and sets pointless limitations. Move out the junk, and you create room for the rest of your life. Ultimately, it's not just a question of tidying your house; it's a question of liberating your heart.

Like tornadoes and cold sores, good work happens with total disregard to whether I'm 'into it.'

People will always despise you if you end up doing less stupid BS than they choose to suffer.

I think all of the best nonfiction that has ever been made comes from the result of someone who can't stop thinking about a certain topic - a very specific aspect of a certain topic in some cases. And second, they got really good at figuring out what they had to say about it.

Never let the guy with the broom decide how many elephants can be in the parade.

If you need to appear on an internet list to know whether you're someone's friend, you may have problems a computer can't solve.

Stop. I’m not going to take any more input until I’ve made something with what I got.