Grace is gratuitous; it is a gift.

The Mexican...is familiar with death. [He] jokes about it, caresses it, sleeps with it, celebrates it. It is one of his favorite toys and his most steadfast love.

Beyond myself, somewhere, I wait for my arrival.

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

To love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned by a faceless master; the world changes if two look at each other and see.

Deserve your dream.

A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry.

Love is not a desire for beauty; it is a yearning for completion.

A civilization that denies death ends by denying life.

Every moment is nothing without end.

Whatever is not stone is light

People are a soul-ego-spacesuit.

The absolute truth is unattainable, your current version of the truth is what you've managed to convince yourself or yet worst, what others have you

I think the complaint that I hear most often from kids, even kids who like to write is that don't know what to write about. A journal is a great source of story starters.

Laughter is therapy-an instant vacation.

What is the world full of? It is full of things that arise, persist, and cease. Grasp and cling to them, and they produce suffering. Don't grasp and cling to them, and they do not produce suffering.

The great thing with unhappy times is to take them bit by bit, hour by hour, like an illness. It is seldom the present, the exact present, that is unbearable.

Whatever happens in a government could have happened differently, and it usually would have been better if it had.

I mean at the world as a checklist. Once you got to a place, you check them off and if you love the spot, you might check it off twice. You'll always find your way to go back to those places.

Large corporations and unions know the power of being big enough to bargain for better rates.

He had discovered that people who allow themselves to be blown about by the winds of emotion and impulse are always unhappy people.