Our errors and failings are chinks in the heart's armor through which our true colors can shine.

I know that if we allow ourselves into the gridlock of tribalism, we're in trouble.

If you're interested in the door to the heavens opening, start with the door to your own secret self.

What will matter is the good we did, not the good we expected others to do.

Grief is an expression that you loved well.

When you feel yourself breaking down, may you break open instead.

One does not practice meditation to become a great meditator. We meditate to wake up and live, to become skilled at the art of living.

Fear is a sneaky thief, stealing away precious moments of your life.

In the true spirit of the holidays, let the darkness of your moods lead you back up to the light, and when New Year's rolls around, your resolution will be tinged with new authenticity and power.

When we slow down, quiet the mind, and allow ourselves to feel hungry for something that we do not understand, we are dipping into the abundant well of spiritual longing.

I think that life is a friggin' magic carpet ride - it's amazing. Everything about life is mysterious and beautiful and touching and tragic and lovely and mystical.

You can get through anything that life throws at you”.

I have not the most definite designs on the future.

I'm not here to be remembered, I'm here to be alive.

I think it takes about a million words to make a writer. I mean that you're going to throw away.

The draft that finally goes to my editor doesn't get into her hands until I have read it out loud innumerable times - sometimes into a tape recorder - to make sure that it sounds right.

So writing is a very, very difficult position to obtain... and retain.

I think the art world will continue to be a place where people have a certain freedom and creativity to think about what's happening in Cuba.

We just bought a new house, so my wife's been doing all the moving and other stuff, so I would like to go home and just sit and enjoy all that for a couple months before I gotta start playing again

I have perceived much beauty In the hoarse oaths that kept our courage straight; Heard music in the silentness of duty; Found peace where shell-storms spouted reddest spate.