Leaving home' to me means adopting the attitude that the pursuit of the truth is more vital than the pursuit of what society — your home — tells you is important.

Disappointment is just the action of your brain readjusting itself to reality after discovering things are not the way you thought they were.

How many Zen masters does it take to screw in a light bulb? The plum tree in the garden!

You can always improve your situation. But you do so by facing it, not by running away.

Compassion is the ability to see what needs doing right now and the willingness to do it right now.

You can't function in society if you don't involve yourself in the fictions society accepts about time. But you do so with the understanding that you're playing a game.

The truth comes when you can see that your self-image is just a convenient reference point and nothing more, and that you as you had imagined yourself do not exist.

Do what you do as well as you possibly can. That's Buddhist morality.

Truly compassionate action arises spontaneously without thought and is carried out in real action with no anticipation of reward and, indeed, no concept of a doer of that action.

Your role is to do and say the things that need to be done and said from your unique perspective.

Reality's all you've got. But here's the real secret, the real miracle: it's enough.

To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.

It is at midnight, not midday, that stars shine the brightest.

When a man laughs at his troubles he loses a great many friends. They never forgive the loss of their prerogative.

She'll sting you one day, Oh, ever so gently, so you hardly ever feel it. 'til you fall dead.

The process of touring is always so weird to me. Once you've made the album, that's over, you move along.

I never want to disappoint my parents, ever. They are people that I always look up to.

Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker

Prayer is the burden of revival; repentance is the breakthrough of revival; evangelism is the blessing of revival; holiness is the bounty of revival.

I wrote songs all my life, where anyone wanted to hear them or not.

I wanted to wear the mantle and the pearls. I wanted to know the man who painted her like that.