To the birds you gave songs, the birds gave you songs in return. You gave me only a voice, yet asked for more, thus I sing.

We live in the world when we love it.

Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free.

It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.

Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

The most important lesson that man can learn from life, is not that there is pain in this world, but that it is possible for him to transmute it into joy.

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.

The problem is not how to wipe out all differences, but how to unite with all differences intact.

The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life.

If a man is experiencing many trials, God often gives him a vision through dreams to strengthen his spirit

Pandora's Box could not be unopened, no one could return to Eden.

The pursuit of historical revelance is an under appreciated endeavor.

Oh God, I'm miss­ing the gene which makes you grow up and buy a flat in Streatham and start visiting Homebase every weekend. Everyone's moving on without me, into a world I don't understand.

I don't believe in twisting yourself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food you make.

A lot of people come to L.A. looking for something. What I came here for, I realize now, is to be okay with myself.

Confine yourself to observing and you always miss the point of your own life.

People are still people no matter how you cut it.

But at the end of the day, there are some questions that have no answers, and then one answer that has no question: love rules the game. Every time. All the time. That’s what counts.

It's a basic fact about being human that sometimes the self seems to just melt away.