Many people ask me what I have learned from all of the experiences in my life, and I say unhesitatingly: People are wonderful. It is true. People really are wonderful.

There comes a point where we need to stop just pulling people out of the river. We need to go upstream and find out why they're falling in.

When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said 'Let us pray.' We closed our eyes. When we opened them we had the Bible and they had the land.

Differences are not intended to separate, to alienate. We are different precisely in order to realize our need of one another.

Do your little bit of good where you are; its those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.

You are either on the side of the oppressed or on the side of the oppressor. You can't be neutral.

If you want peace, you don't talk to your friends. You talk to your enemies.

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.

To remain neutral in situations of injustice is to be complicit in that injustice.

Our maturity will be judged by how well we are able to agree to disagree and yet continue to love one another, to care for one another, and cherish one another and seek the greater good of the other.

You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.

Why did I do such-and-such a thing?' is all very well. But what about 'How otherwise could I have done it?

Man need discomfort for awaken.

Hail fellow well meet on the highway to madness. Madness is a small town very far away. Most of us, at some point, find we probably could walk there. Others have a road cave in and dump them there.

Withstanding the cold develops vigor for the relaxing days of spring and summer. Besides, in this matter as in many others, it is evident that nature abhors a quitter.

A word only writes its night and rides its dream.

Once in a while an enlightened teacher goes out into the world and spreads the dharma. They attract some attention, and it is a great spectacle to see who and why and what is drawn.

And it's the educated barbarian who is the worst: he knows what to destroy.

You have to have been in love to write poetry.

If the ends don't justify the means, then what does?

We are here to awaken to the reality of our true identity - that we are sparks of the Eternal Imperishable Spirit, who is the source of all Creation and the very essence of our being.