The way towards freedom from a situation often lies in acceptance of the situation.

Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn’t you - all of the expectations, all of the beliefs - and becoming who you are.

The secret of living well is not in having all the answers but in pursuing unanswerable questions in good company.

Most of us lead far more meaningful lives than we know. Often finding meaning is not about doing things differently; it is about seeing familiar things in new ways.

Life offers its wisdom generously. Everything teaches. Not everyone learns.

The willingness to consider possibility requires a tolerance of uncertainty.

Our listening creates a sanctuary for the homeless parts within another person.

Big messages come in small packages. All it may take to restore someone's trust in life may be returning a lost earring or a dropped glove.

Life is as complex as we are. Sometimes our vulnerability is our strength, our fear develops our courage, and our woundedness is the road to our integrity. It is not an either/or world.

In the silence of listening, you can know yourself in everyone, the unseen singing softly to itself and to you.

Sooner or later we will come to the edge of all that we can control and find life, waiting there for us.

The world ultimately is what we say it is.

I got Michael Caine's book, Acting In Film, and I read it on the plane, desperately trying to glean information from him about how to adapt my craft, which was actually very helpful.

I only ever really take out my guitar when I'm miserable, which isn't necessarily a very good time to do it.

I'm pleased that they performed as well as they did while we've been in Miami and that's about as far as it goes. Now, we've got to go home and play as well or better.

I don't cook gumbo, but I just know it's a lot of good ingredients in it. And, with a movie, you got to have all those ingredients.

As I get older, I realize all I've done is sing and act and hone those skills.

There are days we live as if death were nowhere in the background; from joy to joy to joy, from wing to wing, from blossom to blossom to impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.

I didn't know a lot about Amelia before I started flying. And as a woman and a pilot, I should have known more.

My game is me. I didn't try to pattern my game after nobody.

Global poverty is a powder keg that could be ignited by our indifference.