I don't think we find compassion. I think we become the space that compassion wants to live in.

Taking time out each day to relax and renew is essential to living well.

I think it's possible for all of us to use our yoga to distract us from our yoga. Because we get so caught up in the form that we forget the soul.

Compassion is fierce and strong, and it holds people accountable. But it doesn't do it with anger or judgment.

Why are we doing all these handstands, backbends and arm balances? I don't know why we're doing them unless our lives are shaped and changed.

I believe that yoga should lead us to a place where kindness and compassion are instantaneous.

Joy is big. Joy lives in your own drunken electrons, billions of them, spinning and dancing without end in their own intimate Universe, longing for You.

Living your yoga is not just doing it, but being it.

Do not look for joy anywhere else. It is living in you, and gives meaning to all Existence.

I believe myself capable of great things. Some days it feels as if I can't do it alone. It is nice to know I don't have to.

I believe myself capable of great things.

I do. I choose you, which is to choose him and the others and t

Our lives are never certain even for an hour.

Any reflection about poetry should begin, or end, with this question: who and how many read poetry books?

Our aim is to take our art to the world and make people understand what it is to move.

Dreams are the subtle Dower That make us rich an Hour Then fling us poor Out of the purple door.

In closing, the greatest threat to peace on this earth is the arrogance of a super-power [America] that is out of control.

All is context. Choose yours carefully, where you have a choice.

If we lose this war, I'll just start another in my wife's name.

You get to live your life again through the eyes of your children. I conquered a fear the other day by going on a roller coaster, I haven't been on one in 15 years - I felt like I was six years old.

The freedom the bars give women is not the same freedom a woman on the street or in a brothel has. That's more like imprisonment.