Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

I LOVE my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind. Just in case... HEART might stop. MIND can forget. I Love them with my Soul. SOUL never stops or forgets.

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

When the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

It's your road & yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you

Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence."

A celibate clergy is an especially good idea, because it tends to suppress any hereditary propensity toward fanaticism.

Monsters, show me the monsters: these people out on the street. My people.

You know, I'm part of that first MTV generation.

"That of the person who sees other human beings as sinners," said the Master.

The Hopi Indians of Arizona believe that our daily rituals and prayers literally keep this world spinning on its axis. For me, feeding the seagulls is one of those everyday prayers.

Anything that you might want to be is around somewhere. You can become it. You just have to get into the state of mind that allows that to occur.

The day I got called up to the majors I wasn't feeling well. I had gone out with my friends for 'sodas' the night before.

Nostalgia is the aching realization that you can't go back again. The longing, no matter how intense, can never be met.

There is a note in the front of the volume saying that no public reading may be given without first getting the author's permission. It ought to be made much more difficult to do than that.

Still the mind smiles at its own rebellions.