I'm not entirely comfortable with myself in underwear.

Ayurveda is a sister philosophy to yoga. It is the science of life or longevity and it teaches about the power and the cycles of nature, as well as the elements.

Pranayama is the practice of breath control. The word prana refers not only to breath, but also to air and life itself.

That's a girl's life for the rest of her days- somewhere between a lollipop and shots.

I'm not a morning person.

I don't think that artists of any kind would or could sacrifice their artistic freedom by being more responsible with their influence on people, especially young people.

When you are balanced and when you listen and attend to the needs of your body, mind, and spirit, your natural beauty comes out.

Parents should be the most important examples for their children.

I tried acupuncture, the patch, and hypnosis, but found that I needed to do it alone - when the time was right for me.

Yoga gave me the ability to calm down.

Most of us harbour a significant amount of subconscious fear about death, and act out of this fear in our daily lives.

And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.

Good web text has a lot in common with good print text. It's plain, concise, concrete and 'transparent': even on a personal site the text shouldn't draw attention to itself, only to its subject.

Unfounded fears about your competence and abilities can cripple your unique talents and gifts, which are waiting to be released.

Poetry and art are the breath of life to her.

The only thing we really have to work at in this life is how to manifest love.

Being listed by Facebook was like being recognized by a global economic superpower. It has enormous impact.

I don't want to just play the same thing. But with The Red Road, no one has ever seen me like that. No one really even knows that I smile, have a personality and have a sense of humor.

Rarely do they appear great before their valets.

I did my dissertation on Kafka.

Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte? Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?