I asked my life
why it carried along my dreams but
chose to escape me.

I don't want my life to be defined by what is etched on a tombstone. I want it to be defined in what is etched in the lives and hearts of those I've touched.

It’s not the events that shape my life that determine how I feel and act, but, rather, it’s the way I interpret and evaluate my life experiences.

Let me have my dreams but not what I dream of.

It’s not the events that shape my life that determine how I feel and act, but, rather, it’s the way I interpret and evaluate my life experiences

There's a difference between imposing a meaning on someone's life, and saying it arises from their life, and having an interpretation that you own as your own that arises from your own life. And it should be full of questions, not just statements.

We should show life neither as it is, nor as it should be, but as we see it in our dreams.

I have never looked for dream in reality or reality in dream. I have allowed my imagination free play, and I have not been led astray by it.

I do not wish to expiate, but to live. My life is not an apology, but a life.

One cannot use the life to interpret the work. But One can use the work to interpret the life.

I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.

The secret is not to find the meaning of life, but to use your life to make things that are meaningful.

I live in my dreams — that's what you sense. Other people live in dreams, but not in their own. That's the difference.

I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.