People put on certain clothes for certain reasons, I assume, when their closet is filled with clothes.

As I continue to mature and navigate the world, there are so many myths that are dispelled for me.

I'm very budget-minded myself, and it serves me well.

I am a stickler for good manners, and I believe that treating other people well is a lost art. In the workplace, at the dinner table, and walking down the street--we are confronted with choices on how to treat people nearly every waking moment. Over time these choices define who we are and whether we have a lot of friends and allies or none.

Life is a big collaboration - and when you're tackling something that is painful and troubling and is causing you such desperate grief that you think life's not worth living - you need to reach out. To people who will reach back.

If you want to, you can share my teaching refrain: I can't want you to succeed more than you do.

I've been in situations where I've said to young people: "You're so personable, you're so articulate, you're clearly so bright, you're so good-looking - feel better about yourself!" But if at the core if you don't, all those words mean nothing. Absolutely nothing.