A bit of adviceGiven to a young Native AmericanAt the time of his initiation:As you go the way of life, You will see a great chasm. Jump.It is not as wide as you think.

We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us.

Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.

If the path before you is clear, you're probably on someone else's.

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

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.

Find a place inside where there's joy, and the joy will burn out the pain.

Life is but a mask worn on the face of death. And is death, then, but another mask? 'How many can say,' asks the Aztec poet, 'that there is, or is not, a truth beyond?'

A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself.

Life is not a problem to be solved but a mystery to be lived. Follow the path that is no path, follow your bliss.

It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure.

Law without reason is criminal.

What you saw is what I showed you. What you are seeing is what I'm showing you. What you are going to see, you can't even imagine the future me.

The truth is that our way of celebrating the Christmas season does spring from myriad cultures and sources, from St. Nicholas to Coca-Cola advertising campaigns.

My mother works in a bank and my dad is the head of my management team and also works in finance.

This is a very connected, tolerant, creative generation, but a lot of them feel really constrained because they've got this big debt.

Be patient when it seems things are not going right and may never be right again. Accept that what is yours will come to you in the right way at just the right moment.

I love being called NTRs grandson. I never moved away from his shadow, maybe because I didnt try enough or maybe because I like it this way.

For the women out there that I've hurt with my male privilege, I'm sorry.

We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?