The peace of the gardens and the kindly lights in the windows poured a tender influence into his restless heart.

People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.

Shut your eyes and see.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.

Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.

The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.

All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.

For me, the short story is not a character sketch, a mouse trap, an epiphany, a slice of suburban life. It is the flowering of a symbol center. It is a poem grafted onto sturdier stock.

A true friend let’s you know that the door is always open, even when it’s closed.

I am thinking by what long discipline and at what cost a man learns to speak simply at last.

When you already believe something, how can you suddenly stop? When you are a loyal friend, how can you no longer be one?

All autobiography is self-indulgent.

I bow to my opponent in praise and thanks. After the fight is a time for humility, acceptance and analysis, no matter the result.

There's the continuing challenges of racism, of sexism, of discrimination against the LGBT community, of the way that we treat people as opposed to how we want to be treated.

Only a dog would lick a finger pointed in anger.

If you want to see birds, you must have birds in your heart.

Even though the meditator may leave the meditation, the meditation will not leave the meditator.