My family fulfills me.

Sometimes, the experiences that tell you what you don't want to do are as important as those that tell you what you do want to do.

Do everything to the best of your ability.

Honestly, Im living my fantasy. Its being with my family, preferably on a snowy afternoon with a fire going, cuddled up in blankets, playing a game.

I guess I define myself as a mother, a wife, kind of a nutty person. A good person.

I eat smart - I do think that's the sort of thing that will eventually show up in the condition of your skin, your hair, and your nails, and your own feeling about yourself.

All experience is good experience.

I like a little chaos. I think that's really true for my inner Buddha. I think I like a little nutsy. Maybe I can't take total peace.

I am professional. Hardworking. Committed. Loyal. Also sentimental. But I had changed a little over the years. There was a bit of a heaviness to my soul because of the intensity of my job.

I find a lot of comfort and peace just being outdoors. Whether on a beach or on a path near our house, I would walk for an hour or two, just alone with my own head to think things through.

I like to live in the present. I struggle with that, though, because - even for all of this "letting your life flow" stuff - I also have anxieties.

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then slowly spreads. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling.

Once-upon-a-time we buried the memories we didn't want.

The Church says that the Earth is flat, but I know that it is round. For I have seen the shadow of the earth on the moon and I have more faith in the Shadow than in the Church.

Don't be fooled by the calendar. There are only as many days in the year as you make use of. One man gets only a week's value out of a year while another man gets a full year's value out of a week.

I am in the present. I cannot know what tomorrow will bring forth. I can know only what the truth is for me today. That is what I am called upon to serve.

You see, that is the sad, sorry, terrible thing about sarcasm. It's really funny.

and the whole forest would give itself up to jollification for weeks on end.

Approach every day as if it's a new world, because it IS.

To be misunderstood even by those whom one loves is the cross and bitterness of life. It is the secret of that sad and melancholy smile on the lips of great men which so few understand.

How terrible the need for God.