Many writers do little else but sit in small rooms recalling the real world.

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.

At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.

A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.

As a life's work, I would remember everything - everything, against loss. I would go through life like a plankton net.

Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.

According to Inuit culture in Greenland, a person possesses six or seven souls. The souls take the form of tiny people scattered throughout the body.

The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.

Love doesn't discriminate and nor should the law. Not in this country, not in this world, not in this lifetime.

There is nothing good or evil save in the will.

Do not ask if a man has been through college; ask if a college has been through him; if he is a walking university.

Whenever and wherever one encounters the arising and passing away of the mental-physical structure, one enjoys bliss and delight, which lead on to the deathless stage experienced by the wise

Do not fear to be your true self, for everything you want, wants you.

Since it could be done what was the use of doing it, and anyway you always have to stop doing something sometime.

In every trouble the little ones duck more easily.

Desperately seeking something is not what attracts it to us. When we dwell, in deep peace and kindness, whatever would add to our happiness just flows to our door.

Actors, they come and go, you know.

Humanity is fortunate, because no man is unhappy except by his own fault.