All people are born creative. And there's nobody who's helpless, nobody.

Synergy does not mean giving up what we want. It means joining to co-create so each is able to receive ever more of what attracts us through joining rather than opposing.

One-fourth of humanity must be eliminated from the social body. We are in charge of God's selection process for planet Earth. He selects, we destroy. We are the riders of the pale horse, Death.

We are moving from unconscious evolution through natural selection to conscious evolution by choice.

Whatever we are going through is part of the planetary struggle to evolve.

When we experience our own desire for transformation, we are feeling the universe evolving through us.

Small islands of coherence in a sea of chaos can shift the whole system to a higher order.

Ask to know what you are born to do. Follow the compass of joy.

When you get a new worldview you get a new world. It's like the shift from medieval Christianity to the Renaissance and enlightenment.

Everything you do counts forever. You are an expression of the whole process of creation; you are a cocreator.

I actually think every person can make a difference. Every single human being has within the impulse to express more of who they truly are.

Let your brilliance be expressed through kindness.

The poet cannot invent new words every time, of course. He uses the words of the tribe. But the handling of the word, the accent, a new articulation, renew them.

The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.

I have to get stronger, harder, and faster. The only way to get hard enough to walk the Apocalypse Road is in the crucible of battle.

You can now buy a pack of beer containing 99 cans. A 99-can pack of beer. Who says America has lost its competitive edge?

Ministry means the ongoing attempt to put one's own search for God, with all the moments of pain and joy, despair and hope, at the disposal of those who want to join this search but do not know how.

I'm still an obsessive personality, and I still think I'm right, and I still believe my literary balls hang far lower than nearly anyone else's alive.

What kind of people do we wish to become, and how do we know an American when we see one? Is it possible to pursue a common purpose without a common history or a standard text?

Writers are lampposts and critics are dogs. Ask lampposts what they think about dogs. Does the dog hurt the lamppost?

It is never wise to try to appear to be more clever than you are. It is sometimes wise to appear slightly less so.