Don't stray from your Heart's intent.

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."

Kaohinani is a Hawaiian word meaning “gatherer of beautiful things.

I figured out it was a social thing, what women were allowed to do. At a very young age, I decided I was not going to follow women's rules.

The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.

I don't believe we have a professional self Monday through Friday and a real self the rest of the time. It is all professional, and it is all personal.

I think we need a life-loving Palestine living by a Jewish democratic Israel.

Then I overdosed at 28, at which point I began to accept the bipolar diagnosis.

What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, men would die from great loneliness of spirit

God knows, there's enough to worry about without worrying about worrying about things.

The God worth worshipping is the one who pays us the compliment of self - regulation, and we might return it by minding our own business.

O ay, letters - I had letters - I am persecuted with letters - I hate letters - nobody knows how to write letters; and yet one has 'em, one does not know why - they serve one to pin up one's hair.