It's just a favorite language to me, that country finger-picking guitar style.

My trust in a higher power that wants me to survive and have love in my life, is what keeps me moving forward.

I couldn't be in a relationship and behave like somebody else or pretend I felt something I didn't feel. And that includes saying things I thought might jeopardize the relationship.

A soulmate is the one person whose love is powerful enough to motivate you to meet your soul, to do the emotional work of self-discovery, of awakening.

The more we stretch the muscle called compassion and generosity, the stronger we get, the better we feel about ourselves, the more loving we become to the world around us.

My rite of passage into my brave new world, life on the road.

It's hard enough doing something bold without jumping into your bad reviews.

Real freedom is creative, proactive, and will take me into new territories. I am not free if my freedom is predicated on reacting to my past.

For once in your life, here's your miracle, stand up and fight.

I know that Julia has been given to me for my spiritual growth, and this moment is perfect for us both. I know that I love her, and I know she's my soul mate.

My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but I'm afraid if I do, I'll end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats.

Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.

For in every ill-turn of fortune the most unhappy sort of unfortunate man is the one who has been happy

Don't scrutinize people with a microscope; view them from a comfortable distance. And allow some room for compassion in the space the lies between you.

If books could have more, give more, be more, show more, they would still need readers who bring to them sound and smell and light and all the rest that can’t be in books. The book needs you.

Science is a set of rules that keep the scientists from lying to each other.

Thinking is a social process. I talk to everyone from children to anthropologists and philosophers. I try my ideas out on people and they talk back to you. That's how ideas get formed.

I also didn't consider myself a huge baby person.

Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow… and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.

I almost took the door off the car

For man plans, but God arranges.