Changes are not only possible and predictable but to deny them is to be an accomplice to one's own unnecessary vegetation.

The present never ages. Each moment is like a snowflake, unique, unspoiled, unrepeatable, and can be appreciated in its surprisingness.

If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we are not really living.

To be tested is good. The challenged life may be the best therapist.

Growth demands a temporary surrender of security.

Although there are many trial marriages... there is no such thing as a trial child.

With each passage of human growth we must shed a protective structure . We are left exposed and vulnerable - but also yeasty and embryonic again, capable of stretching in ways we hadn't known before.

Husbands come and go; children come and eventually they go. Friends grow up and move away. But the one thing that's never lost is your sister.

The source of continuing aliveness was to find your passion and pursue it, with whole heart and single mind.

If every day is an awakening, you will never grow old. You will just keep growing.

Changes are not only possible and predictable, but to deny them is to be an accomplice to one's own unnecessary vegetation.

If you put your heart into everything you do, you will recreate yourself.

I am happiest when I clear my mind and allow the world around me to reteach me what I thought I already knew.

In many ways the rise of the state was the descent of the world from freedom to slavery

I think popular music in this country is one of the few things in the twentieth century that have made giant strides in reverse.

I like it when stories are left open.

The more I examine the universe and study the details of its architecture, the more evidence I find that the universe in some sense must have known that we were coming.

Who in the same given time can produce more than others has vigor; who can produce more and better, has talents; who can produce what none else can, has genius.

I will deal with the politicians in a political way and with the nonpoliticians in a nonpolitical way.

I met my old lover on the street last night, she seemed glad to see me.

To waste! You are unknown and unwanted, save by me. This, because you are fairly adept at the various embalming arts and you occasionally compose a clever epitaph.