I won't get any better by punishing the people I can't heal.

When someone that you love dies..it's like fireworks suddenly burning out in the sky and everything going black.

People aim for the stars, and they end up like goldfish in a bowl. I wonder if it wouldn't be simpler just to teach children right from the start that life is absurd.

There's so much humanity in a love of trees, so much nostalgia for our first sense of wonder, so much power in just feeling our own insignificance when we are surrounded by nature.

Personally I think that grammar is a way to attain beauty.

That's what the future is for: to build the present, with real plans, made by living people.

I thought: pity the poor in spirit who know neither the enchantment nor the beauty of language.

We think we can make honey without sharing in the fate of bees, but we are in truth nothing but poor bees, destined to accomplish our task and then die.

With the exception of love, friendship and the beauty of Art, I don't see much else that can nurture human life.

The real ordeal is not leaving those you love but learning to live without those who don't love you.

When tea becomes ritual, it takes place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things.

The Way of the Sufis cannot be understood by means of the intellect or by ordinary book learning.

If poor people are spending their own money, it is amazing how fast they will figure out how to keep a lid on medical bills.

As we practice the work of forgiveness we discover more and more that forgiveness and healing are one.

... he was juggling issues and solving problems, which was why his brain had no space left for memories.

Swearing is an art form. You can express yourself much more exactly, much more succinctly, with properly used curse words.

Congratulations to Bill and Hillary Clinton: this weekend, 33rd wedding anniversary. How about that? And you thought the Iraqi war was a never-ending conflict.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.

To know yourself you need not go to any book, to any priest, to any psychologist. The whole treasure is within yourself.

There was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?

People are so wonderful that a photographer has only to wait for that breathless moment to capture what he wants on film.