When we continue to hate, we continue to lose. When we amplify mutual respect and love, we have a lot to gain. Quite simply, there is more for us to gain through love than hate.

Stand up for what is right even if it means standing alone.

Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.

Teach all men to fish, but first teach all men to be fair. Take less, give more. Give more of yourself, take less from the world. Nobody owes you anything, you owe the world everything.

Whenever you should doubt your self-worth, remember the lotus flower. Even though it plunges to life from beneath the mud, it does not allow the dirt that surrounds it to affect its growth or beauty.

Selflessness. Humility. Truthfulness. These are the three marks of an honorable man.

Control your vibrations and you are the master of your own harmony.

Time has always been the greatest ally to Truth, because Time eventually relieves and reveals all.

Your heart has a powerful little antenna and its vibrations can be felt throughout the universe.

Never trust the translation or interpretation of something without first trusting its interpreter.

Truth will never imprison you. Only the repression of your conscience will. This is what is meant by 'THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE'.

I find pain, rather beautiful. It has a chaotic way of shaking up Everything we once ignored, To empower us to move past Anything that doesn't serve the best of us anymore.

I work all day, morning and afternoon, just about every day. If I sit there like that for two or three years, at the end I have a book.

I go by instinct - I don't worry about experience.

I think the harder the shoot, the more I feel like I'm enjoying myself.

As far as mental development is concerned, we should never be complacent. We can develop our minds infinitely - there is no limitation.

They say a midget standing on a giant's shoulders can see much further than the giant. So I got the whole rap world on my shoulders, they trying to see further than I am.

I cried over beauty, I cried over pain, and the other time I cried because I felt nothing. I can't help it. I'm just a cliché of myself.

My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.

But most of all I shall remember the monarchs, that unhurried westward drift of one small winged form after another, each drawn by some invisible force.

I love the lambs, not the sheep.