I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.

The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.

Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.

How we feel is not who we are. We might feel like failures, but as long as we are still trying, we are not failures. We are works in progress.

It is the power of questions that embolden us and keep us as expectant children, all the while developing the power of human consciousness.

Oh, let us love our occupations, Bless the squire and his relations, Live upon our daily rations, And always know our proper stations.

It's easier to hate than to hurt.

Freedom to rock, freedom to talk. Freedom, raise your fist and yell.

I don't make that decision [what next book will be] until I've read enough to know that I've got something different to say and I know how to say it.

I admit that for me love goes deeper than the struggle, or maybe what I mean is, love is the deeper struggle.

A strong, successful man is not the victim of his environment. He creates favorable conditions. His own inherent force and energy compel things to turn out as he desires.

Give us a world where half our homes are run by men and half our institutions are run by women. I'm pretty sure that would be a better world.

... my mind lay limp in an empty world.