If you go to your grave without painting your masterpiece, it will not get painted. No one else can paint it only you.

Let's honor our mistakes by allowing them to teach us. Let's consider our failings to be gifts, and share them humbly with others. Let the cracks in our perfect facades let in light and air so that new life can grow through them.

Of all The fools who flock'd to swell or see the show Who car'd about the corpse? The funeral Made the attraction, and the black the woe; There throbb'd not there a thought which pierc'd the pall.

Perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.

It's not really a wheelchair, gran. It's more like . . . a chair with wheels.

It's hard for corporations to understand that creativity is not just about succeeding. It's about experimenting and discovering.