The mountains were so wild and so stark and so very beautiful that I wanted to cry. I breathed in another wonderful moment to keep safe in my heart.

I was wrenched awake at the tail-end of a stifled scream. I fought my way up from a deep dark dream. The scream had been mine.

getting angry and harbouring bitterness doesn’t help anybody, least of all the angry bitter person.

no-one would want to go through a traumatic experience but when you’ve survived something life-shattering and risen above it, you achieve a kind of serenity.

... how could Britain operate in India for 300 years and take so little back from it in terms of understanding?

Unsustainable energy consumption has humanity locked into a death spiral with nature.

We have soul contracts with every person in our lives to live in the vibration of truth.

...to any one for whom wild things are something more than a pleasant diversion, (conservation) constitutes one of the milestones in moral evolution.

Everyone in my family is an artist. Both my parents are painters and my mom's an opera singer. I was never shown any other way to process life.

Give the young half a chance and they will create their own future, they will even create their own heaven and earth.

The star thing, the celebrity thing, is new to me.

Horace normally didn't need anyone else to save his life. He was pretty skilled at doing it for himself.

We use books like mirrors, gazing into them only to discover ourselves.

Is it fair your life burns so short and bright? Death had asked. "No such thing as fair," Frank told himself. "If I'm going to burn, it might as well be bright.

Never raise your hand menacingly, but only in a friendly gesture!