May I be at peace. May I awaken to the light of my own true nature. May I be healed and may I be the source of healing for others.

We drop like pebbles into the ponds of each other's souls, and the orbit of our ripples continues to expand, intersecting with countless others.

Everyday brings a choice: to practice stress or to practice peace.

The question is not whether we will barbecue, but how we will barbecue.

Healing is the rediscovery of who we are and who we have always been.

Learning to listen to ourselves is a way of learning to love ourselves.

When we are capable of living in the moment free from the tyranny of "shoulds," free from the nagging sensation that this moment isn't right, we will have peaceful hearts.

The question is not if we are going to die or not, but how are we going to live.

Every act of kindness and compassion toward others gets multiplied when they, in turn, pass it on. One by one the world becomes a better place. Service is indeed the gift that keeps on giving.

Forgiveness ... is the finishing of old business that allows us to experience the present, free of contamination from the past.

Throughout the life cycle we consciously and unconsciously edit the events of our life, trying to give them meaning.

If the world is to be healed through human efforts, I am convinced it will be by ordinary people, people whose love for this life is even greater than their fear.

If I learned anything in this life, I've learned that you can't cling on.

The truth is that contraception saves lives, prevents unplanned pregnancies, improves outcomes for children and reduces the number of abortions.

Just, harmonious, temperate as is the spirit of liberty, there is in the name and mere notion of it a vagueness so opposite to the definite clearness of the moral law.

If something can corrupt you, you're corrupted already.

It is only losers that are prosecuted.

Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.

There are moments in your life when you see yourself through someone else’s eyes, when your only hope of believing you’re capable of doing something is because someone else believes it for you.

Secular humanism debases the human.

I guess I was seeking some balance in the wildlife of the city as Rachel Carson sought it in nature. In unbalanced times, balance is as difficult to come by as Parsifal's Grail.