The mystical journey drives us into ourselves, to a sacred flame at our center.

Children are happy because they don't have a file in their minds called "All the Things That Could Go Wrong.

‎"Nothing binds you except your thoughts; nothing limits you except your fear; and nothing controls you except your beliefs.

Ego says, "Once everything falls into place, I'll feel peace". Spirit says, "Find your peace, and then everything will fall into place".

People hear you on the level you speak to them from. Speak from your heart, and they will hear with theirs.

No one is any more or any less important than you are.

We can always choose to perceive things differently. You can focus on what's wrong in your life, or you can focus on what's right.

Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.

We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?

We are not here to fix, change or belittle another person. We are here to support, forgive and heal one another.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

I was a vacant room. Inside, the music produces only a dry, hollow echo.

Once I knew the depth where no hope was, and darkness lay on the face of all things. Then love came and set my soul free.

All of us collect fortunes when we are children. A fortune of colors of lights and darkness of movement of tensions. Some of us have the fantastic chance to go back to his fortune when grown up.

But when I was selected, after my very first tour of squadron duty, to become one of the youngest candidates for the test pilot school, I began to realize, maybe you are a little bit better.

Great oaks grow from little acorns. He has a green thumb. He has green fingers. He's sowing his wild oats. Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand, And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.

I'm more cerebral than I want to be.

At some future day it will be proved, I cannot say when and where, that the human soul is, while in earth life, already in an uninterrupted communication with those living in another world.

The problem with competition is that it takes away the requirement to set your own path, to invent your own method, to find a new way.

I'd love to be in a 1910s film - the era between the corsets and losing the corsets.

I also know that we must cultivate our garden. For when man was put in the Garden of Eden, he was put there ut operaretur eum, to work; which proves that man was not born for rest.