To keep faith with life is to experience that everything- everything that comes to us whatever it is- has its place in the puzzle of our existence.

The heart, like the grape, is prone to delivering its harvest in the same moment it appears to be crushed.

The body is the doorway to the timeless, because the body is always where we are and always in the present moment.

Be willing to be where you actually are. In my experience, that is the most inherently meaningful experience you can have.

If you allow yourself to fully feel the life you're in - not conceptually, but viscerally in the present moment - then that is inherently meaningful.

Love, like everything else, exists in a spectrum. Love of another, love of the world, love of God, all these loves are really one love in different degrees of light and density.

When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in: this world, and also the invisible world of meaning that sustains everything that was and ever shall be.

We have all had serendipitous moments - the most unlikely meetings out of nowhere - that can happen when we have this quality of deep acceptance towards ourselves.

Day by day, tiny specks of us float away.

I certainly spent many years in my early life chasing all over the globe for meaning and purpose. I'd feel like I'd found it, then it would fade away again.

When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in.

The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.

The holiness of God makes Him the possessor of all earthly wealth, which belongs to Him forever

Our reactions to events is directly promotional to their importance in our life.

The terrifying and edible beauty of Art Nouveau architecture.

The relationship between talent — a term loosely applied to those who work on-air — and management is uneasy, at best.

Windows work two ways, mirrors one way. You never walk through mirrors or swim through windows.

Stunner! Stunner! He got all of it by God!

Listen--are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?

Dumb. He should have gotten the pen. Jewelry was so public... and personal, which was why he'd bought it. He couldn't buy Eleanor a pen. Or a bookmark. He didn't have bookmarklike feelings for her.

Keep moving forward, don't listen to the naysayers, persevere, be persistent.