Nations have their ego, just like individuals.

People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.

Shut your eyes and see.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.

Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.

The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.

All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.

Punctuation, is? fun!

In every bush lies a nest.

So where do you go? Back to the bottle And back to a tiny room somewhere. And wait. And wait, and wait. That's all.

He is all fault who hath no fault at all. For who loves me must have a touch of earth.

Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.

There are lots of other things that I haven't done, places I haven't seen. So eventually I'll have to find time for those things while there still is time.

Most people live dejectedly in worldly joys or sorrows. They sit on the sidelines and do not join the dance.

Before you go anywhere, Mr. Football Player,” Nita said, “I want to know exactly what your intentions are toward my Blue.

When remaining in awareness itself, every thought movement, no matter what kind, is like a drawing in air.