The present convergence of crises - in money, energy, education, health, water, soil, climate, politics, the environment, and more - is a birth crisis, expelling us from the old world into a new.

Trust your intuition and be guided by love.

We sense that ‘normal’ isn’t coming back, that we are being born into a new normal: a new kind of society, a new relationship to the earth, a new experience of being human.

How do we change the world? Change the story.

We are all here to contribute our gifts toward something greater than ourselves, and will never be content unless we are.

An economist says that essentially more for you is less for me, but the lover knows that more for you is more for me, too.

No one's ever completely broken. It's just a matter of how much has to fall apart before the ember of life is exposed to air.

True discipline is really just self-remembering; no forcing or fighting is necessary.

Is it too much to ask, to live in a world where our human gifts go toward the benefit of all? Where our daily activities contribute to the healing of the biosphere and the well-being of other people?

Each person you interact with, is an entire universe unto themselves, a Divine Being, unspeakabley precious.

How beautiful can life be? We hardly dare imagine it.

The goal of life isn't to make lots of money. Its to make a life that means EXCLUSIVE.

Love gives us a heightened consciousness through which to apprehend the world, but anger gives us a precise, detached perception of its own.

Genius is when an idea and the execution of that idea are simultaneous.

A kindness received should be returned with a freer hand.

Art is form struggling to wake from the nightmare of nature.

It is all a matter of time scale. An event that would be unthinkable in a hundred years may be inevitable in a hundred million.

I think I'm the most underrated superstar that's out there, but that doesn't matter to me.

Adults devise a plan and follow it, children do what feels good.

I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet.

It wasn’t that strangers couldn’t hurt you. It was simply that the people you loved could do it so much better.