Born empty handed, Die empty handed. I witnessed life at its fullest, Empty handed.

We automatically give to each person we meet, but we choose what we give. Our words, our actions, must consciously set the stage for the life we wish to lead.

I had to learn to forgive myself, not to judge, but to learn from the past. They showed me how vital it is to accept, be truthful, and love myself. So I could do the same with others.

If you go to bed at night and think about your day and you haven't laughed very much, then you must jump out of bed and go do something fun.

You either have faith or fear, not both. Things, they think, generate fear. The more things you have, the more you have to fear. Eventually you are living your life for things.

Forget the pain. Learn to endure. Focus your attention elsewhere.

I have learned that everything is an opportunity for spiritual enrichment.

If I simply live the principles that appear to be truth for me, I will touch the lives of those I am destined to touch.

Truth is truth. If you hurt someone, you hurt self. If you help someone, you help self.

All diseases and disorders have some spiritual connection and serve as stepping stones for us to listen to and learn from.

The only way to pass a test is to take the test

Don't look forward to the day when you stop suffering. Because when it comes you'll know you're dead.

It's a difficult thing for a city to be sued by the department of justice and to be told that your police department is systematically failing to serve the people of the state or the city.

What we need to do is take that inchoate sense that something isn't right and give it a structural component and the sense that things can be another way.

Its very sort of spontaneous and organic, not a preconceived sort of jamming. Now we record everything, cause sometimes you'll forget, you know, 'what was that thing again?' So we record everything.

I feel like so often I'm just, like, running around and eating in the car, which is, like, not good, or eating as I'm walking down the street.

Something the heart must have to cherish, Must love and joy and sorrow learn; Something with passion clasp, or perish And in itself to ashes burn.

It's impossible to read a distinctive stylist like Faulkner, Joyce, Kafka, Mann, Woolf, James - and many more - without wanting to write, however entirely different one's writing will be.

Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress.

We either accept weaknesses in good people or we have to tear pages out of the Bible.

You might believe a good man easily, a great man with pleasure. -Bonum virum facile crederes, magnum libenter