One just needs a little alertness to see and find out: Life is really a great cosmic laughter.

Discover yourself, otherwise you have to depend on other people's opinions who don't know themselves.

If love can not keep you together, nothing else can keep you together. And if

True freedom is always spiritual. It has something to do with your innermost being, which cannot be chained, handcuffed, or put into a jail.

The real question is not whether life exists after death. The real question is whether you are alive before death.

Nobody is superior, nobody is inferior, but nobody is equal either. People are simply unique, incomparable. You are you, I am I.

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.

You are not accidental. The world needs you. Without you, something will be missing in existence and nobody can replace it.

NOW is the only reality. All else is either memory or imagination.

Don't try to force anything. Let life be a deep let-go. God opens millions of flowers everyday without forcing their buds

The whole world is a cyclone. But once you have found the center, the cyclone disappears. This nothingness is the ultimate peak of consciousness.

...it took me a lifetime of glimpses, but now I see you completely - did I tell you you're beautiful? so kind to animals, children and me...

Every day is a new opportunity to earn the lost values, but not for an apathetic.

What is love but acceptance of the other, whatever he is.

Big fish eat small fish with as much right as they have power.

Pressure is something you feel when you do not know what you are doing.

I still think that, hopefully, you're not ahead of the jokes, and I think that has value. There is a punchline and it's pointed - and, again, whether you think it's funny or not, that's subjective.

She feared no danger, for she knew no sin.

The man, the writer, the instrument of the creation will die, but his creation does not die.

All of us from The Waltons still love each other. I think were closer than some real families.

Steeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes?