Personal power is a feeling, like life.

I'm an observer of life. I like to watch people, and I like to watch cactus. I like to talk to mountains and communicate with my friends in the other spheres and dimensions.

The best things in life are free. Sunsets and sunrises are free. Air is free. Love is free. Death is free. The best things in life are free.

Learn to be happy in any and all circumstances, whether you're experiencing pleasure or pain, whether there's loss or gain, whether the world loves you or hates you. Learn to be happy.

The Winter Solstice is the time of ending and beginning, a powerful time -- a time to contemplate your immortality. A time to forgive, to be forgiven, and to make a fresh start. A time to awaken.

The heart chakra is the central chakra.

Long before the advent of what scientists and scholars consider to be the beginning of human civilization, there was an age undreamed of ... the age of Atlantis.

As the kundalini rises, the knowledge and powers of those dimensions will begin to come to you.

Atlantis was destroyed by the greed of its inhabitants.

We live in an age that's repeating itself endlessly. We're getting closer again to the techno-chic world we saw in Atlantis that occurs in countless planes. It's indigenous to enlightenment.

The members of the Mystery school, during the time of Atlantis, had psychically seen the subsequent ages of darkness.

Magic is the science of the jungle.

The grass is always greener over the septic tank.

The Bears are front-runners. Quitters. They are not a second-half team, just a bunch of cry-babies.

Nature has concatenated our fortunes and affections together with indissoluble bands of mutual sympathy.

Being a lazy parent and letting your kid watch stuff that's not appropriate for their age is one of the bigger mistakes you can make.

I mean, even my dressing room at the studio has candles and cushions and cashmere rugs and things.

Don't ever become so preoccupied by who you want to be that you forget to be who you are.

I don't know if you know it, J.B., but you're the sort of fellow who causes hundreds to fall under suspicion when he's found stabbed in his library with a paper-knife of Oriental design.

What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.

The way I write is that I'll actually have a conversation out loud with myself. In a weird way, I just kind of get schizophrenic and play two characters.