Before, you think of it as a permanent bond of happiness; later, you see that it is a yoke, borne unequally. You marry to keep love, but sometimes that is the surest way to lose it.

Love is an orchid which thrives principally on hot air.

Impermanence is the very essence of joy-the drop of bitterness that enables one to perceive the sweet.

each separate flower has a magic all its own.

I've always thought my flowers had souls.

Silence always gives consent.

When we come to the sundown road, we need all the love we have managed to take with us from the summit of the hill.

A letter has distinct advantages. You can say all you want to say before the other person has a chance to put in a word.

Married and unmarried women waste a great deal of time in feeling sorry for each other.

The things that are ours cannot be given away, or taken away, or lost. We break our hearts, all of us, trying to keep things that do not belong to us — and to which we have no right.

Heart-aches are forgotten, tears lose their bitterness, and like a leaf of lavendar in a store of linen, so does Memory make life sweet.

The decision is mine, and I choose happiness

Let us doom and gloom not creep into our day and lust for life not wither away. With the future as brother-in-arms, steps in the unknown should not frighten. ("Steps in the unknown" )

You simply feel out for the thoughtwaves of those others with a similar thought, the attraction between minds. As you are all aware, like attracts like!

Your soul is powerful and wise. With the support of Divine love, and the assistance of the angels, you have the power to create the highest vision of your life.

I just want to become a great leadoff hitter.

But insight doesn't necessarily produce self-control. Sometimes you just see your destructiveness more clearly.

Dalai Lama is very interested in learning from and sharing tips with people in other traditions, but he always stresses that we shouldn't underestimate the important differences between them.

I really think that living is the process of going from complete certainty to complete ignorance.

Mr. Speaker, Delaware River's regional ports handle approximately 58 million tons of cargo yearly.

The King is only fond of words, and cannot translate them into deeds.