Don't take yourself so personally.

The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can't be organized or regulated. It isn't true that everyone should follow one path. Listen to your own truth.

I would like my life to be a statement of love and compassion--and where it isn't, that's where my work lies.

If you think you’re enlightened go spend a week with your family.

The game is not about becoming somebody, it's about becoming nobody.

We are all affecting the world every moment, whether we mean to or not. Our actions and states of mind matter, because we are so deeply interconnected with one another.

The intellect is a beautiful servant but a terrible master. Intellect is the power tool of our separateness. The intuitive, compassionate heart is the doorway to our unity.

We're all just walking each other home.

As you dissolve into love, your ego fades. You’re not thinking about loving; you’re just being love, radiating like the sun.

I practice turning people into trees. Which means appreciating them just the way they are

If you want to cure the world, don't emanate fear - emanate love.

Disorder is the least tolerable up sinful conditions.

poems are small moments of enlightenment

I adore my dad. He's a 78-year-old man and my inspiration.

The man who has been taught by the Holy Spirit will be a seer rather than a scholar. The difference is that the scholar sees and the seer sees through; and that is a mighty difference indeed.

Wait a minute. What did you just say? You're predicting $4-a-gallon gas? ... That's interesting. I hadn't heard that.

I have to be working, doing things. That's the way I grew up and the way I was taught

Social Security must be preserved and strengthened. But we need to be candid about the costs and willing to make the tough choices that real reform will require.

They're thinking of turning the peasant into an educated man. Why, first of all they should make him a good and prosperous farmer and then he'll learn all that is necessary for him to know.

For most of the nineteen-seventies, the official route map of the New York City subway system was a beautiful thing.

Harmony is the inner cadence of contentment we feel when the melody of life is in tune.