People don't understand what happiness is, so they have an idea of what will make them happy, but it never does.

The reality is, we can change. We can change ourselves. We can change our minds. We can change our hearts. And therefore the universe changes.

I don't regret anything. Everything happens for a reason-it's part of the healing process. Life is a healing process.

Always walk towards open doors. And if they slam shut in your face, kick that sucker in and keep going.

I can’t remember that I was ever looking for anything. I was waiting for something to touch me. It’s like, I’ll be open to it, and see if it moves me. There has to be a "falling in love" moment.

In saving Tibet, you save the possibility that we are all brothers, sisters.

Everyone responds to kindness.

There are times when telling lies are not a bad thing. It can be a compassionate thing. But to make it benign, you have to be aware of your compassionate reasons for telling that lie.

I'm younger than I once was. Internally. Less self-conscious. Less insecure.

I don't think that bravery is about skin. Bravery is about a willingness to show emotional need.

People get offended by animal rights campaigns. It's ludicrous. It's not as bad as mass animal death in a factory.

Religious sentiments are many a times much above reality. All are aware of reality but blinded by faith and faith has always led to many a myths become reality".

Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

Got the story in mind but can not write. Knows the truth of life but can not lie.

People are damn crazy and insane.(Lie To Me Season 2 episode 1)

No man can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips.

I've always been a guy who's pretty supportive, its just my nature, so I came in to the situation with the attitude that I wanted to support Johnny and make it work.

I always read poetry before I write, to sensitize me to the rhythms and music of language.

A good man, is a good man, whether in this church, or out of it.

The small seed of despair cracks open and sends experimental tendrils upward to the fragile skin of calm holding him together.

Iambics march from short to long;-- With a leap and a bound the swift Anapaests throng