I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress - When by my dying did I ever grow less.

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 shouldn't take a life-changing event for you to change your life.

I think that's the most important thing-two things really, have fun and be yourself.

You can question somebody's views and their judgment without questioning their motives or patriotism.

In Los Angeles, you feel like everything revolves around the movies. In Paris, you still have other things to do.

In baseball, you've got to keep working.

I had my first bowl of gazpacho when I was fifteen in Spain, and the impression it made was a lasting one.

And I didn't. That's why my career was very short-lived.

I am willing to serve my country, but my worship I reserve for Right which is far greater than my country. To worship my country as a god is to bring a curse upon it.

Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.