A woman's body is a dark and monstrous mystery; between her supple thighs a heavy whirlpool swirls, two rivers crash, and woe to him who slips and falls!

As I watched the seagulls, I thought, That's the road to take; find the absolute rhythm and follow it with absolute trust.

By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.

I hope for nothing. I fear nothing. I am free.

True teachers are those who use themselves as bridges over which they invite their students to cross; then, having facilitated their crossing, joyfully collapse, encouraging them to create their own.

Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality.

The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.

My soul comes from better worlds and I have an incurable homesickness of the stars.

You have your brush, you have your colors, you paint the paradise, then in you go.

In order to succeed, we must first believe that we can.

I said to the almond tree, 'Sister, speak to me of God.' And the almond tree blossomed.

War is a game that is played with a smile. If you can't smile, grin. If you can't grin, keep out of the way till you can.

I believe in the power of love, not because I can see it, but because I see the world through it.

If you're unloved then find out and destroy all the barriers that you have created against love.

Class is more than money. Class is also about knowledge.

Art is both the taking and giving of beauty, the turning out to the light of the inner folds of the awareness of the spirit.

I want to help accelerate the evolution of the press because right now, newsrooms are cutting investigative journalists, and we need investigative journalists.

How many things there are concerning which we might well deliberate whether we had better know them.

Human rights and individual liberties, including religious freedom, will be at the heart of the new Iraq.

I was in and out of comas until I was nine and I would lose entire days and weeks. The novelty of being able to really do stuff hasn't worn off - I still feel like I'm making up for lost time.

Does not beauty confer a benefit upon us, even by the simple fact of being beautiful?