Walk out like someone suddenly born into colour. Do it now.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

I LOVE my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind. Just in case... HEART might stop. MIND can forget. I Love them with my Soul. SOUL never stops or forgets.

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

When the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

It's your road & yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you

Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence."

You'll wondering why aren't you born in Japan if you think you're an Otaku

Every new car, you open the door, and you look at all those internal mellifluous swoopy bits, and they have no meaning.

He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.

All invitations must proceed from heaven perhaps; perhaps it is futile for men to initiate their own unity, they do but widen the gulfs between them by the attempt.

So on behalf of a well-oiled unit of people who came together to serve something greater than themselves, congratulations.

I can't imagine myself blowing up supermarkets!

I saw the charter as an expression of my long-held view that the subject of law must be the individual human being; the law must permit the individual to fulfil himself or herself to the utmost.

Things are rarely just crazy enough to work, but they're frequently just crazy enough to fail hilariously.

The struggle to be considered a grown-up begins, I believe, shortly after birth.

Reciting lines is hard; making stuff up is much, much easier.