Society teaches us conditional love; i.e., "I love you if you are the way I want you to be."

Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.

Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive - the risk to be alive and express what we really are.

We search for everything we believe we don't have, not knowing that everything we are looking for is already inside us. We are born with it.

The real us is pure love, pure light

When you are happy, the people around you are happy, too, and it inspires them to change their own world.

We only see what we want to see; we only hear what we want to hear. Our belief system is just like a mirror that only shows us what we believe.

You are the way you are because that is what you believe about yourself.

Children are born innocent. Before they are domesticated they live in the moment, love without fear, and don't even think about the opinions of others.

When you love without conditions, you the human and you the God, align with the spirit of life moving through you.

Your life is the manifestation of your dream; it is an art. You can change your life anytime if you aren't enjoying the dream.

Dill was off again. Beautiful things floated around in his dreamy head. He could read two books to my one, but he preferred the magic of his own inventions.

The instant is not in time -- time is in the instant.

When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It's nourishing; it's rejuvenating.

There's a kind of emotional exploration you plumb with a friend that you don't really do with your family.

Our whole economy and society is already being changed by the fact that we have increasing unemployment, mass unemployment and that's what we're facing in the future because of increasing automation.

We live in the flicker -- may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.

I feel like it's hard to get into historical novels where you know what the story is far too well.

Lest when I am gone you may be at a loss for an epitaph for me, let me give you one - He Fed Fevers.

I don't see why someone should lose their life just so you can have a snack.

For in a dearth of comforts, we art taught To be contented with the least.