Whenever I work with anyone, it is an opportunity for them to become more professional and do something for someone else.

I'm an observer of life. I like to watch people, and I like to watch cactus. I like to talk to mountains and communicate with my friends in the other spheres and dimensions.

The best things in life are free. Sunsets and sunrises are free. Air is free. Love is free. Death is free. The best things in life are free.

Learn to be happy in any and all circumstances, whether you're experiencing pleasure or pain, whether there's loss or gain, whether the world loves you or hates you. Learn to be happy.

The Winter Solstice is the time of ending and beginning, a powerful time -- a time to contemplate your immortality. A time to forgive, to be forgiven, and to make a fresh start. A time to awaken.

The heart chakra is the central chakra.

Long before the advent of what scientists and scholars consider to be the beginning of human civilization, there was an age undreamed of ... the age of Atlantis.

As the kundalini rises, the knowledge and powers of those dimensions will begin to come to you.

Atlantis was destroyed by the greed of its inhabitants.

We live in an age that's repeating itself endlessly. We're getting closer again to the techno-chic world we saw in Atlantis that occurs in countless planes. It's indigenous to enlightenment.

The members of the Mystery school, during the time of Atlantis, had psychically seen the subsequent ages of darkness.

The man armed with knowledge has a better chance of survival than the man who is simply the fittest. Knowledge is the true strength. Muscle is where the myth is.

I looked in the mirror and realized that I was already dead. I let you kill me one piece at a time, starting when I was, what? Eight years old? Nine? You killed yourself and then you came after us.

The only pressure I agree to, is my conscious and not peer pressure.

When you're a single parent, you're often lonely, yet seldom alone. There is no backup ... It is mothering without a net.

I can't expect others to share my virtues. It's good enough for me if they share my vices.

We are the new "barbarians", forged in iron hardness in the fires of their hate and persecution. All over the world, we wait to pounce.

The living voice is that which sways the soul.

I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.

Our history doesn't look at our own violence, the violence in our own past, and we go out and repeat it someplace else.

He who despairs is wrong.