We are too undemanding, too ready to watch whatever is on the screen, too lonely, lazy, or bored to create our own lives. We turn on the TV and leave it on, allowing someone else to guide us[.]

The practice of peace and reconciliation is one of the most vital and artistic of human actions.

When you begin to see that your enemy is suffering, that is the beginning of insight.

Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear a hardship today.

The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it. (21)

Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.

Sometimes it is better not to talk about art by using the word "art". If we just act with awareness and integrity, our art will flower, and we don't have to talk about it at all.

The roots of war are in the way we live our daily lives —the way we develop our industries, build up our society, and consume goods.

Peace is based on respect for life, the spirit of reverence for life.

If we are aware of our lifestyle, our way of consuming, of looking at things, we will know how to make peace right in the moment we are alive.

Truth is found in life and not merely in conceptual knowledge.

We're all family--the only family we've got. It doesn't have to be blood.

We live in the world we made up.

When I get old and slow down I want to look behind me and see all the fire and the wreckage and no stone left unturned.

Don't let the bastards get you down.

Hunting is doing business with animals.

I've never thought of myself as a hoity-toity cultural critic.

Culture has become one of the last elements of our identity. We have to act in favor of cultural diversity abroad as well as at home, we need strong cultural diplomacy but we have to create it.

Self-portraits have been done in painting, but never in music or literature. It has no meaning, it makes no sense. And in movies I was wondering if it could. And how.

What am I? Am I the bulb that carries the light, or am I the light of which the bulb is a vehicle?

He obviously needed more practice, but no matter how often I abandoned him out there, his sense of direction never seemed to improve.