The gates made of light swing open. You see in.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

I LOVE my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind. Just in case... HEART might stop. MIND can forget. I Love them with my Soul. SOUL never stops or forgets.

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

When the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

It's your road & yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you

Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence."

If everyone bows in front of your wisdom, your greatest wisdom will be to tell them not to bow!

It isn't important how much you are giving but it is very important that you are giving.

I never wanted to be a God fearing person. I wanted to grow up and be a person that was fearless for God. There was a difference.

Do you realize if it weren't for Edison we'd be watching TV by candlelight?

We may talk of saving antique linens, species, or languages; but whatever we are intent on saving, when a restoration succeeds, we rescue ourselves.

There! His Majesty can now read my name without glasses. And he can double the reward on my head!

I envisage the prinicles of the Earth Charter to be a new form of the ten commandments. They lay the foundation for a sustainable global earth community.

I'm not usually an eavesdropper,but i dare you to try not listening if you hear your best friend talking about you to an adult.

Graved inside of it, "Italy".

Should we say the self, once perceived, becomes the soul?