The most important thing that we can do for the healing of our world is to hear inside ourselves, the sounds of the earth crying.

Because you are alive, everything is possible.

The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.

Silence is essential. We need silence just as much as we need air, just as much as plants need light. If our minds are crowded with words and thoughts, there is no space for us.

Around us, life bursts with miracles, a glass of water, a ray of sunshine, a leaf, a caterpillar, a flower, laughter, raindrops.

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.

It is not impermanence that makes us suffer. What makes us suffer is wanting things to be permanent when they are not.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.

Thanks to impermanence, everything is possible.

The quality of our life depends on the quality of the seeds that lie deep in our consciousness.

Breathing in, I calm body and mind. Breathing out, I smile. Dwelling in the present moment I know this is the only moment.

A deadline is negative inspiration. Still, it's better than no inspiration at all.

What you think about is what you get. The more you think about something, the more it manifests in your life.

CoMMOn SeNSe iS nOt sO cOmMOn aMoNg coMMon pEOPLe...

It's quite nice when you've been generally dissed about your irrelevancy and then suddenly have people coming on bended knee and saying we need you to come back.

What a strange development of patriotism that turns a thinking being into a loyal machine!

Anything that can be put in a nut shell should remain there.

One can always reason with reason.

Simple rules guide innovative, intelligent responses. Comprehensive rules guide rote, routine responses.

I don't really have a comprehension of being a public figure.

There are two kinds of people in one's life-people whom one keeps waiting-and the people for whom one waits