Hope is a form of conscious dream making

Expressing doubt is how we begin a journey to discover essential truths.

We bring happiness into the world one day at a time by accepting pain and returning understanding and compassion.

Life goes on without regard to our whims. What we make of life is what counts, how we address the challenges in our lives determines our respective levels of personal accomplishment and happiness.

The only recourse for an escape artist from world affairs is to explore their inner sanctum where hopes, dreams, insecurities, and despair collide.

Hope is a form of conscious dream making.

A person tied to the world of sorrows can return to nature for inspiration. Nature provides solace to troubled hearts.

Life introduces us to the gentle, cosmic rhythms of an extraneous world. What is objective truth might exceed human capacity to ever fully perceive, comprehend, and explain.

Parents’ transmit their attitude towards education to children via soundless, aphonic messages.

The emotional ingredients that sustain long-term relationships are kindness, thoughtfulness, and compassion.

We create a meaningful life by what we accept as true and by what we create in the pursuit of truth, love, beauty, and adoration of nature.

What was I thinking? He's been tied up for who knows how long and he's injured. I left him there alone to face two guys with guns. Some rescuer I am.

It was almost enough to make me turn vegetarian, except for the pesky fact that I loved cheeseburgers.

I've come to believe in some kind of afterlife. A return to our true selves, a spirit self. We're just in this physical body till we go back to spirit.

Birth and death are the most singular events we experience - and the contemplation of death, as of birth, should be a thing of beauty, not ignobility.

Imagine that each time you inhale, that the universe is breathing into you, and as you exhale it is breathing out of you.

When I was in jail, I was a lot of people's favorite person. I practically ran the jail. I had more freedom than the police.

You don't reach Serendib by plotting a course for it. You have to set out in good faith for elsewhere and lose your bearings... serendipitously.

My portal to another world was fiction.

The family that I live for only breathes the air that smells of combat.

The Ironman World Championship is the hardest race I've competed in. Not only do the elements (heat, wind, humidity) make it grueling, but the quality of the field makes it a true test.