How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal farther?

The past is weird. I mean, does it really exist ? It feels like it exists, but where is it ? And if it did exists, but doesn’t now, then where did it go ?

An unfinished book. left unattended, turns feral, and she would need all her focus, will and ruthless determination to tame it again.

Zazen is better than a home. Zazen is a home that you can't ever lose.

In my heart, I am American, and I believe I have a free will and can take charge of my own destiny.

By changing our history and our memory, they try to erase all our shame.

We're by-products of the mid-twentieth century", Oliver said. "Who isn't?

Patience was part of his nature, and he accepted his lot as a short-lived mammal, scurrying in and out amid the roots of the giants.

True freedom comes from being unknown.

There's so much to write. Where should I start?I texted my old Jiko this question, and she wrote me back this:'You should start where you are

For the time beingWords scatterAre they fallen leaves?

Just as when we come into the world, when we die we are afraid of the unknown. But the fear is something from within us that has nothing to do with reality. Dying is like being born: just a change

You can spend a lot of money on education, but if you don’t spend it wisely, on improving the quality of instruction, you won’t get higher student outcomes.

Every three weeks, we bring online as much solar power as we did in all of 2008.

If the poor overweight jogger only knew how far he had to run to work off the calories in a crust of bread he might find it better in terms of pound per mile to go to a massage parlor.

The day of the absolute is over, and we're in for the strange gods once more.

Anything I tell you is an alibi for something else." Then let's be quiet together.

I have the utmost respect for the different faiths professed by my fellow men.

These days, Clarissa believes, you measure people first by their kindness and their capacity for devotion. You get tired, sometimes, of wit and intellect; everybody's little display of genius.

To be matter-of-fact about the world is to blunder into fantasy - and dull fantasy at that, as the real world is strange and wonderful.