A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower.

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."

A delightfully droll look at how the other half lives from a pet pooch's point of view.

Write a book, not the book.

It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment.

'Bombay Velvet' is my most romantic film, it's my 'Titanic' or 'Gone With The Wind.'

Culture makes all men gentle.

I do believe that dreams are interpretable. Analysis and praxis have taught me so.

Deep in the heart of the infinite darkness, a tiny blue marble is spinning through space. Born in the splendor of God's holy vision, and sliding away like a tear down his face.

I just really am trying, trying, all the time. But I like to be scared. I love to suddenly feel out of control.

Look at the problems in your life. Ask yourself, 'What kind of thoughts am I having that create this?'

When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep. So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep.