I did live in Paris for three years and I prefer New York.
I was in Shanghai recently, where Twitter is blocked, and yet there were ads and billboards across town with hashtags on them.
When I was your age, we didn't have the Internet in our pants. We didn't even have the Internet not in our pants. That's how bad it was. I know I sound like my grandfather right now. We didn't have teeth! There were no questions marks, we just had words! What was I talking about? The Internet. . . Not only can you not plan the impact you're going to have, you often won't recognize it when you're having it.
Believe that if you make courageous choices, and bet on yourself, then you will have an impact.
Once in a rare while, somebody comes along who doesn't just raise the bar, they create an entirely new standard of measurement.
Believe that if you make courageous choices and bet on yourself and put yourself out there, that you will have an impact, as a result of what you do. And you don't need to know now what that would be or how will it happen because no one ever does.
The key is to just get on the bike, and the key to getting on the bike… is to stop thinking about ‘there are a bunch of reasons I might fall off’ and just hop on and peddle the damned thing. You can pick up a map, a tire pump, and better footwear along the way.
You're either making a market or disrupting a market. Entering a market is usually the wrong way to go.
The reservist is twice the citizen.
Lots are written about how 'she shows up at board meetings in the saree. ' My God, I have never worn a saree to board meetings; people play it out in different ways. I think I have never shied away from the fact that I am an Indian, and I don't intend to, but you can be at home with both cultures.
Your body is free but your heart is in prison. To release your heart, you simply reverse the process which locked it up. First you begin to listen for messages from your heart-messages you may have been ignoring since childhood. Next you must take the daring, risky step of expressing your heart in the outside world. . . . As you learn to live by heart, every choice you make will become another way of telling your story. . . . It is the way you were meant to exist. If you stop to listen, you'll realize that your heart has been telling you so all along.