Better it is to live one day seeing the rise and fall of things than to live a hundred years without ever seeing the rise and fall of things.

Happiness comes when your work and words are of benefit to others.

Peace comes from within.  Do not seek it without.

Better than a thousand hollow words is one word that brings peace.

If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading

Tune as the sitthar, neither high nor low, and we will dance away the hearts of men.

Know well what leads you forward and what holds you back, and choose the path that leads to wisdom.

Your mind is a powerful thing. When you filter it with positive thoughts, your life will start to change.

Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle. Happiness never decreases by being shared.

The way to happiness is: keep your heart free from hate, your mind from worry. Live simply, give much. Fill your life with love. Do as you would be done by.

Since everything is a reflection of our minds, everything can be changed by our minds.

The purpose of life is not to be happy—but to matter, to be productive, to be useful, to have it make some difference that you lived at all.

One thing you can rely on is that there will always be uncertainty.

The Internet makes money for you when you build something that is real and when it matters to people!

The more chances you get, the more comfortable you feel. I?m ready to go out there if something happens. I?ll feel comfortable if I am ever called on.

Profound virtue is indeed deep and wide. It leads all things back to the great order.

I don't think that once you get to one level, you can relax. You've got to keep pushing.

English people ... are very kind, very friendly, interested in a general way, and consider us a great, wonderful, unknown sort of Australia, and that is all.

I think my mother was always worried about me when she was alive.

I still get butterflies. It's because there's a certain level of responsibility you carry when doing a concert. You've got to sound at least as good as the record.

I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day.