Nobody ever asks a man how he gets stuff done. Nobody asks a man how he finds balance.

Making it through the ceiling to the other side was simply a matter of running on a path created by every other woman's footprints.

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.

Whenever you see me somewhere succeeding in one area of my life, that almost certainly means I am failing in another area of my life.

I am terrible with examples. I can never think of them when anybody asks for an example.

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.

You can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them.