Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.

The history of your happiness is the history of your feeling connected.

A soul mate is not found. A soul mate is recognized.

Only love that continues to flow in the face of anger, blame, and indifference can be called love. All else is simply a transaction.

There is no transcending our minds, only using them optimally.

The self-judging person will always judge others. The rubric we develop for ourselves, the measuring stick we put against our own mind and body, generalizes to every other human being.

Love is more abundant than we could possibly imagine. Just like there is more air than we could possibly breathe in, there is more love than we could possibly perceive.

The next stage of evolution is the evolution of perception, the evolution of the mind.

This is what a real teacher does: she opens the gates of our minds to the possibilities of the soul.

The mind, just like the body, becomes exactly what it is fed. While the body is nourished by food, the mind is nourished by thoughts.

Many so-called disorders of the mind are simply disorders of thought.

Analyzing everyday situations using a systematic approach similar to that utilized by physicians when investigating a medical mysteries can result in better choices.

Anytime you meditate, some electric jerks occur in your thigh...the symbol of premonition of an unpleasant event that has happened or will take place in future.

I don't like making a film and having the actors in character too much in magazines and on the net and everything else. Because you want to keep something back.

You have to write a lot. And you have to rewrite what you wrote a lot more.

And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life.

Politicians all too often think about the next election. Statesmen think about the next generation.

No one will ever make your movie. They will only make their movie.

After you get a season under your belt, you learn a lot of lessons. It's a much bigger challenge, logistically, in terms of production.

It's sadness coming on like the old days, the vast seamless hopeless weight of sadness looking for a place to rest.

My mama was a rocker way back in fifty-three, buys them old records that they sell on TV.