I think that's the moment when we all grow up, when we stop blaming our parents for the messes we've made out of our lives and start owning the consequences of our actions.

When you love someone, it doesn't really matter if they love you back or not. Having love in your heart for someone is its own reward. or punishment, depending on the circumstances.

The Universe doesn't like secrets. It conspires to reveal the truth, to lead you to it.

Many people believe that evil is the presence of something. I think it's the absence of something.

You can cut the ties that bind but not without losing a part of yourself. You can walk away and hide from the people who made you, but you'll always hear them calling your name.

The universe conspires to reveal the truth and to make your path easy if you have the courage to follow the signs.

We can't hold on to anyone or anything, you know. We lose everything except that which we carry within us.

It's strange how memory gets twisted and pulled like taffy in its retelling, how a single event can mean something different to everyone present.

The past is history. The future is a mystery. The present is a gift.

Hope is good. Without it, well, you do the math. But hope has to be like a prayer. Putting it out there to something more powerful than yourself.

Motherhood was an ever widening circle of good-byes.

A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards.

A certain amount of opposition is a great help to a man it is what he wants and must have to be good for anything. Hardship and opposition are the native soil of manhood and self-reliance.

I learned to tune a guitar by ear. That method has served me pretty well.

This quality becomes important at a time when almost everyone is a poet. And as I said, we live in an age where almost everybody is a poet, but scarcely anyone can write a poem.

One shot. That was all you got. - Isaac

And Kansas City is at Chicago tonight, or is it Chicago at Kansas City? Well, no matter as Kansas City leads in the eighth 4 to 4.

Without trees, mountains, fogs or rains, the Sun cannot create its own magic!

There is a seamless web to life.. all life is sacred.

The reality of my life cannot die for I am indestructible consciousness.

People who go broke in a big way never miss any meals. It is the poor jerk who is shy a half slug who must tighten his belt.