Beauty is the illumination of your soul.

Real friendship or love is not manufactured or achieved by an act of will or intention. Friendship is always an act of recognition.

The life and passion of a person leave an imprint on the ether of a place. Love does not remain within the heart, it flows out to build secret tabernacles in a landscape.

Real intimacy is a sacred experience. It never exposes its secret trust and belonging to the voyeuristic eye of a neon culture. Real intimacy is of the soul, and the soul is reserved.

We do not need to grieve for the dead. Why should we grieve for them? They are now in a place where there is no more shadow, darkness, loneliness, isolation, or pain. They are home.

Inspiration is always a surprising visitor.

When time is reduced to linear progress, it is emptied of presence.

...the only difference between a young person at the height of their exuberance and a very old person who is frail and physically wasted is time.

Friendship is a creative and subversive force. It claims that intimacy is the secret law of life and universe.

All you can ever achieve is a sense of your soul. You gain little glimpses of its light, colors, and contours. You feel the inspiration of its possibilities and the wonder of its mysteries.

The secret and the sacred are sisters. When the secret is not respected, the sacred vanishes. Consequently, reflection should not shine too severe or aggressive a light on the world of the soul.

... To be in time means to change.

Who would have ever thought going to a library would be so scary?

Do not feed children on maudlin sentimentalism or dogmatic religion

Answer suffering with kindness.

Sustenance for the infant and child is more than alimentary nourishment. The child needs love, security, narcissistic supplies -- however one may describe it.

Do not so much be ashamed of that disgrace which proceeds from men's opinion as fly from that which comes from the truth.

In our life as a civilized person in the industrial age, we are invaded by objects; how could an object have a "force" when it no longer has individuality?

Let parents who hate their offspring rear them to hate labor, and to inherit riches; and before long they will be stung by every vice, racked by its poison, and damned by its penalty.

And is there anything more closely connected with wisdom than truth?

I see so many guys, really athletic guys, wearing pleats and I just shake my head. Like, Tiger Woods used to wear pleated pants! I'm like, 'C'mon, Tiger!'