To think, and to feel, constitute the two grand divisions of men of genius - the men of reasoning and the men of imagination.
Change is not in the hands of government, not in the hands of a leader or guru, and not in the hands of the powerful or wealthy. It is in our hands: the hands of each and every one of us.
The Ahmadinejads of the world, the bin Ladens of the world, will not change their ways, regardless of how hard we try to explain to them that peace begins with them.
Seeing, feeling, thinking, believing - these are the stages of how we change our style on the outside and our self-image on the inside.
My hope in writing 'Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead' was to change the conversation from what women can't do to what we can.
Jay Leno is not a guy who likes change. He eats the same food every day.
Apple has a culture of excellence that is, I think, so unique and so special. I'm not going to witness or permit the change of it.
One of the problems of writing and working and looking at the Internet is that it's very hard to separate fashion from deep change.
People have nannies and big cars, and they want to go to Maui for Christmas. When there are those kind of stakes involved, people get ruthless.
So many Christmas films either are twee, or try and go super edgy, then stick on something Christmassy at the end of the movie.
A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.
I hate being clean-shaven. My daughter gets very upset if I shave and says, 'Bring back the spikes, Dad.'
I spent a lot of time on farms when I was young. My uncle and my dad owned a big farm.
My dad named me after Hannibal Barca, the Carthaginian general who attacked Rome. But nobody knows about him.
My dad gave me my first bike at 16. I soon fell off and was in a wheelchair for weeks. I haven't fallen since.
If my own current husband was suddenly a stay-at-home dad, it would be emasculating. That would be hard for me.
I grew up in suburban New York City and London, England, where my dad was working.
My dad was a Presbyterian minister. Yes, I am one of those dreaded P.K.s - Preacher's Kids. Be afraid.
I wanted to be a skinny little ballerina but I was a voluptuous little Italian girl whose dad had meatballs on the table every night.
Father told me that if I ever met a lady in a dress like yours, I must look her straight in the eyes.
I'm black. I'm Latina. My mom is Cuban. Afro-Cuban. My dad is white and Australian.
