I merged so completely with love, and was so fused, that I became Love and Love became me.

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."

I learned long ago to never be disappointed by people. Especially politicians.

I would love to be able to turn my recording career into something that is substantial, and where I can go and tour with an orchestra.

There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks.

We have made a great effort to maintain all levels of Buddhist education; it has helped us have a kind of renaissance, really.

The innermost essence of my being...is fearless; it is immune to criticism; it does not fear any challenge.

To me not one thing is better than anything else, I'm completely proud of everything I've written and recorded.

I've come to the conclusion that military style weapons really don't have any place in our society. We ought to reinstate the assault weapons ban that served us well for 10 years from 1994 to 2004.

The spiritual heritage of the godly lives on after they are gone.

Our conception of 1950s underwear is a lovely vintage aesthetic, but actually, wearing stockings with no elastic and a girdle was heavy duty.

We are the people that we have been waiting for and no one else is coming.