Buddhism notes that it is always a mistake to think your soul can go it alone.

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.

At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.

A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.

As a life's work, I would remember everything - everything, against loss. I would go through life like a plankton net.

Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.

According to Inuit culture in Greenland, a person possesses six or seven souls. The souls take the form of tiny people scattered throughout the body.

The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.

When you do not know what you are doing and what you are doing is the best -- that is inspiration.

The Doktor was an old man. When he was a kid, his Dad bought him a chemistry set. He never played with silly putty like the other kids. The first time he lost his eyebrows he was only five.

New Orleans food is as delicious as the less criminal forms of sin.

I miss more loving someone so deeply that I can't imagine a forever without her kisses.

Rain is Love, Love is Bliss, Bliss is Blessing.

And I've been hurt hurt bad. I might be just twenty-six, but I'm an old woman in disguise twenty-six goin'on sixty-five.

Spread your ear pollution far and wide.

When I'm home I'm in much more of a routine like I said, which I like. On the road everything gets flip-flopped.

If you’re comparing the badness of two words and you won’t even say one of them [the n-word], that’s the worse word.

People's love for us may change, depending on what we do or don't do to please them. But God's does not-it's everlasting.