My soul is the bridge between spirit and body and, as such, is a uniter of opposites. Without soul at center, I would either transcend into spirit or become mired in matter.

Once we get used to listening to our dreams, our whole body responds like a musical instrument.

At the very point of vulnerability is where the surrender takes place-that is where the god enters. The god comes through the wound.

But if you travel far enough, one day you will recognize yourself coming down to meet yourself. And you will say - yes.

An addiction is anything we do to avoid hearing the messages that body and soul are trying to send us.

This is your body, your greatest gift, pregnant with wisdom you do not hear, grief you thought was forgotten, and joy you have never known.

It takes great courage to break with one's past history and stand alone.

The longing for sweets is really a yearning for love or sweetness.

Rage and bitterness do not foster femininity. They harden the heart and make the body sick.

To strive for perfection is to kill love because perfection does not recognize humanity.

The mystery of God touches us - or does not - in the smallest details: giving a strawberry, with love; receiving a touch, with love; sharing the snapdragon red of an autumn sunset, with love.

Given the lethal enormity of sin and the inestimable value of a single soul, a baby in a manger and a man on a cross makes more sense that anything else I will ever be able to possibly imagine.

I have always loved you, princess" Robin Goodfellow promised, his green eyes shining in the darkness. "I always will. And I'll take whatever you can give me.

I don't actually drive trains. I'm an actor.

In lower levels things are dark, gray, experiences are shallow. You become alienated from those around you.

Art is the questioning of culture

All things being equal, attitude wins. All things not being equal, attitude sometimes still wins.

Our capacity to retaliate must be, and is, massive in order to deter all forms of aggression

Mansell is slowing it down, taking it easy. Oh, no he isn't! It's a lap record.

I want to be loved. Oh, it's SO CORNY, isn't it?! But I just want to be loved by a bloke that loves ME! I want to feel special, you know. I almost feel guilty for feeling it.