To pray is no small thing. It is nothing less than a sacred pilgrimage into the heart of the whole world.

When we come close to those things that break us down, we touch those things that also break us open. And in that breaking open, we uncover our true nature.

If we do not allow for a rhythm of rest in our overly busy lives, illness becomes our Sabbath— our pneumonia, our cancer, our heart attack, our accidents create Sabbath for us.

What if the healing of the world utterly depends on the ten-thousand invisible kindnesses we offer simply and quietly throughout the pilgrimage of each human life?

For thousands of years we have gathered in circle--around fires, around bodies, around altars--because we can't do this alone.

Gratitude invites a sense of sufficiency.

Our lives are made of these moments. Simple words and actions, taken together, weave a single day, and our days become our life. Every gesture is a seed, and the seed determines the harvest.

The last place we tend to look for healing is within ourselves.

What we choose to love is very important for what we love leads our eyes, ears, and hearts on a pilgrimage that shapes the texture of our lives.

When we do what we love, again and again, our life comes to hold the fragrance of that thing.

Emptiness is the pregnant void out of which all creation springs. But many of us fear emptiness. We prefer to remain...surrounded by things...we imagine are subject to our control.

On the road to nowhere there are many people who lack the vision to get you anywhere.

The ability to seize initiative is the most essential quality of any truly successful manager.

If you're going to act and do this for a living, you want to play something that the audience didn't expect.

She wondered why she’d ever thought trusting someone who wore that much eyeliner was a good idea.

Compassion is the litmus test and culminating touchstone of a spirituality of Earth.

I love playing big rooms. There's nothing like it. It's a power trip.

Gansey had no idea how old Blue was. He knew she'd just finished eleventh grade. Maybe she was sixteen. Maybe she was eighteen. Maybe she was twenty-two and just very short and remedial.

In 25 years of writing novels, I've never had anything that felt like writer's block.

Show me the man you honor, and I will know what kind of man you are.

I think I am example for our scene, so I have to be an example for the rest.