At its best, this is my calling. At its worst, it is a mad compulsion that I just can’t shake.

Every verse in the scrolls of your days sings to us of hope and wonder.

Scusi mia bella*, but it runs in the blood of all Italians to be skillful lovers. So you have to get used to this.

It is dark. You cannot see. Only the hint of stars out the broken window. And a voice as old as the Snake from the Garden whispers, 'I will hold your hand.

Never give your enemies a reason to celebrate your lack of courage.

When we realize the truth that every creation is an individualized portion of the Creator and we are always one with It then we are ready to live in harmony.

It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene and as if by magic we see a new meaning in it.

After you have wept and grieved for your physical losses, cherish the functions and the life you have left.

All of us roughly know what memory is. I mean, memory is sort of the storage of the past. It's the storage of our personal experiences. It's a very big deal.

I was supposed to be in the NBA. I was supposed to travel the world and make the world a better place.

All of us have not been to a natural prison, but everybody in here has had a spiritual prison.

The goal of my life isn't just... to be happy. 'Wouldn't it be easier if it was, though?