Every moment, the sunlight is totally empty and totally full.

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."

It is a sign of immaturity to believe that being older than someone (automatically) makes you more (mentally) mature than them.

I'm sure there's drama in their past that I know nothing about, but when someone like Juliet- colorful, beautiful, determined Juliet- begs you to love her, how do you say no?

I mean, look, I wear makeup in films. I don't wear makeup in real life. It's just part of the gig, that's all.

I've never seen a homeless guy with a bottle of Gatorade.

Talent without tact is only half talent.

If you don't have a burning passion for writing, how can you expect anyone else to be moved by what you write?

For me, a tour show should have a narrative; it should have an arc. It shouldn't just be, "Here's one joke, here's another joke." That's not my style. They all have to somehow link together.

In the 1970s, for all the Stevie Wonders, I'm sure there were five artists that were making forgettable music.

Fear is a great instructor.

What good to us is a long life if it is difficult and barren of joys, and if it is so full of misery that we can only welcome death as a deliverer?