It is through our anger and hatred that we transform people into enemies.

When the turbulence of distracting thoughts subside and our mind becomes still, a deep happiness and contentment naturally arises from within.

Love is the real nuclear bomb that destroys all our enemies, because when we love all living beings, we have no enemies.

We all wish for world peace, but world peace will never be achieved unless we first establish peace within our own minds.

Developing compassion and wisdom and helping those in need is the true meaning of life.

Everything we have and everything we enjoy, including our very life, is due to the kindness of others. In fact, every happiness there is in the world arises as a result of others' kindness.

All the happiness there is in the world arises from wishing others to be happy.

The moment we let go of our obsessive concern for our own welfare, our mind naturally relaxes and becomes lighter.

If everyone practiced cherishing others, many of the major problems of the world would be solved in a few years.

When we learn to accept difficult circumstances patiently, the real problem disappears.

We are all interconnected in a web of kindness from which it is impossible to separate ourself.

Regardless of Sunshine or Rain, Be Thankful for another GREAT day…and treat Life as the ULTIMATE Gift.... Because IT IS :)

Frequently in life, you have to take irrelevant paths in order to reach the correct destination.

Love others, not because they deserve your love, but because you want to win their heart to create enduring peace.

Teach children the value of work and to work hard at everything they do. The virtue of compassion and value of appreciation of the hard work of others too.

Success is getting through defiance, adversity and difficulties, feeling hopeless and defeated but never giving up until you achieve your goal

But Germany will always suffer, I fear, from the intensely dramatic character of the crimes of the Third Reich.

An event has happened, upon which it is difficult to speak, and impossible to be silent.

As artists get wealthier and more famous, often their work gets worse... I'm fascinated by the decline of artists. I suspect I'll be in decline myself. It's a fact of life.

Success, I would find out, is interior. It has to do with self-fulfillment and the joy of living.

After all, there is nothing but failure.