Love alone is not enough. Without imagination, love stales into sentiment, duty, boredom. Relationships fail not because we have stopped loving but because we first stopped imagining.

All we can do when we think of kids today is think of more hours of school, earlier age at the computer, and curfews. Who would want to grow up in that world?

Anytime you’re gonna grow, you’re gonna lose something. You’re losing what you’re hanging onto to keep safe. You’re losing habits that you’re comfortable with, you’re losing familiarity.

We can't change anything until we get some fresh ideas, until we begin to see things differently.

Sooner or later something seems to call us onto a particular path... this is what I must do, this is what I've got to have. This is who I am.

It's important to ask yourself, How am I useful to others? What do people want from me? That may very well reveal what you are here for.

Just stop for a minute and you'll realize you're happy just being. I think it's the pursuit that screws up happiness. If we drop the pursuit, it's right here.

To see the angel in the malady requires an eye for the invisible, a certain blinding of one eye and an opening of the other to elsewhere.

Psychology, so dedicated to awakening human consciousness, needs to wake itself up to one of the most ancient human truths: we cannot be studied or cured apart from the planet.

Our life is psychological, and the purpose of life is to make psyche of it, to find connections between life and soul.

Open your heart, your gaze, to the visitations of angels, even if the gifts they bring may not be centeredness and balance but eccentricity and a wholly unfamiliar sense of pleasure called joy.

Please, Percy...change your clothes. You smell like you've been run over by an electric horse.

Because trust earned by action is always better than words.

Ingenuity is the ability to solve difficult problems, often in an original and creative way.

It's never too late to learn how to love.

Some people are born on third base and go through life thinking they hit a triple.

That whose existence is necessary must necessarily be one essence.

Wartihog put up his hand. "What happens if we can't read, sir?" "No boasting, Wartihog!" boomed Gobber. "Get some idiot to read it for you.

To be a great composer requires immense experience... One acquires this by listening not only to other men's work, but above all to one's own!

My brain and this world don't fit each other; and there's an end of it.

The supposed unhappiness of the rich is always a cheerful topic of conversation.