To connect with the great river we all need a path, but when you get down there there's only one river.

If you look closely at a tree you'll notice it's knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is that beauty and imperfection go together wonderfully.

Beauty saves. Beauty heals. Beauty motivates. Beauty unites. Beauty returns us to our origins, and here lies the ultimate act of saving, of healing, of overcoming dualism.

There is no end to the beauty for the person who is aware. Even the cracks between the sidewalk contain geometric patterns of amazing beauty.

I enjoy a four-seasonal climate and wide-open spaces, so being on an island 2,500 miles into the South Pacific made me feel a little claustrophobic.

A global awakening can only happen from a spiritual awakening that is of global dimensions.

Creation is all space, all time - all things past, present, and future.

When our inner self connects to our work and our work to our inner self, the work knows no limit, for the inner self knows no limit.

The system is not working. That is how a paradigm shift begins: the established way of seeing the world no longer functions.

Our self-expression is meant to be a manifestation of the silence of our hearts.

Soul is our appetite, driving us to eat from the banquet of life. People filled with the hunger of soul take food from every dish before them, whether it be sweet or bitter.

She pictured a dandelion gone by, the white, almost airless pieces of her family scattered so far.

No service in the Church or in the community transcends that given in the home.

I've never been on good terms with God, but now I'm becoming His intimate, for He is truly absolute and extremely legitimate.

Really to see the sun rise or go down every day, so to relate ourselves to a universal fact, would preserve us sane forever.

It's my first sort of commercial attempt, but it made sense for me because I'm not that kind of guy and I'm not going to continue to do that kind of movie.

Man is not made for society, but society is made for man. No institution can be good which does not tend to improve the individual.

I hate editors, for they make me abandon a lot of perfectly good English words.

After all, what is every man? A horde of ghosts - like a Chinese nest of boxes - oaks that were acorns that were oaks. Death lies behind us, not in front - in our ancestors, back and back until.

A star appeared...and was momentarily eclipsed by some movement.

Gloom is but a shadow of a cloud passing by