On the whole, the longing for solitude is a sign that there still is spirit in a person and is a measure of what spirit there is.

Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.

There are two ways to be fooled. One is to believe what isn't true; the other is to refuse to believe what is true.

I found I had less and less to say, until finally, I became silent, and began to listen. I discovered in the silence, the voice of God

It is not the path which is the difficulty; rather, it is the difficulty which is the path.

The most painful state of being is remembering the future, particularly the one you'll never have.

A man prayed, and at first he thought that prayer was talking. But he became more and more quiet until in the end he realized prayer is listening.

For without risk there is no faith, and the greater the risk, the greater the faith.

It is not where we breathe, but where we Love, that we live.

Once you label me you negate me.

Face the facts of being what you are, for that is what changes what you are.

The noisy jay swoops by and reviles me, he complains of my meow and my malingering.I too am not a bit subdued, I too am uncontrollable, I sound my splenetic yowl over the roof of the h

In my heart, I'm always in my rail-hosen.

The moot question is not that how many persons are of good or not so good character, but who applauds the character truly as the real beauty factor in own and others' lives.

You must ingratiate yourself with those who can help you. Flatter them to their faces. Praise them to others who will carry your words back to them.

If you're playing someone who's got marital problems, you have to play someone who's trying not to have marital problems. So, you've got to get into the problem first.

My son looks more like George Harrison than I do.

I was acting my way through the whole thing.

The Christian doctrine is one that is both about individual spirituality and a parallel commitment to social justice.

Yeah, my bad," Leo muttered. "I should've crashed on one of the other islands. Oh, wait-there aren't any!" She [Calypso] snarled and kept walking along the edge of the water.

I can't cook. I don't have the right brain for it, somehow. I can't walk into a room and tidy it up. I get distracted. I pick up one thing and I start looking at it. And my cooking is truly heinous.