The imagination equips us to perceive reality when it is not fully materialized.

Love is not a doctrine, Peace is not an international agreement. Love and peace are beings who live as possibilities in us.

To have character is to be big enough to take life on.

All the arts we practice are apprenticeship. The big art is our life.

There is a creative spirit in you desiring to be free, and you may as well get out of its way for it will give you no peace until you do.

Poetry often enters through the window of irrelevance.

Let no one be deluded that a knowledge of the path can substitute for putting one foot in front of the other.

For since most of our living is unconscious, play is like matchstrokes in the void, bringing into light the structures we behave by, illuminating for us, however briefly, our deep meanings.

It helps, I think, to consider ourselves on a very long journey: the main thing is to keep to the faith, to endure, to help each other when we stumble or tire, to weep and press on.

It is for each of us freely to choose whom we shall serve, and find in that obedience our freedom.

The big art is our life.

There's no rule for better writing. Make your own rules, and see what works best for you.

They said her duck recipe and the Chinese music were so dramatic everything else sounded anemic.

People should know answers, should know questions. Should know the road to get to the place where they want!

The sorcerer is a Simple Realist: the world is real--but then so must consciousness be real since its effects are so tangible.

Body is not all. Mind is not all. Spirit is not all. All three make the sense.

A small pepperoni pizza on a tortilla is healthier than salmon teriyaki with rice and carrots.

Its like if you take acid, it burns out brain cells and they dont regrow. Rock is like that-it has killed beautiful people musically, physically and mentally.

Wars should be fought with words, not bombs, not weapons. And calm words. I think that wars should be fought over a chessboard and a cup of something to drink.

Liberals have a quaint and touching faith that truth is on their side and an even quainter faith that journalists are on the side of truth.

I caught a glimpse of happiness, and saw it was a bird on a branch, fixing to take wing.