There is magic within, there is magic without. Follow me and you'll learn just what life's all about.

Come up and be a kite, On a diamond flight!

Everyone of us has a heaven inside.

I just know that something good is going to happen. I don't know when - but just saying it could even make it happen.

Its so fascinating to think about how each snowflake is completely individual - there are millions and millions of them, but each one is so unique.

I love the whirling of the dervishes. I love the beauty of rare innocence. You don't need no crystal ball, Don't fall for a magic wand. We humans got it all, we perform the miracles.

I had friends but I was spending a great deal of my time alone and for me that was vital because there's an awful lot you learn about yourself when you're alone.

It's not important to me that people understand me.

What am I singing? A song of seeds The food of love. Eat the music.

I spend a lot of my time looking at blue, The colour of my room and my mood.

I don’t know you, And you don’t know me. It is this that brings us together.

I am so tired of talented lazy people.

A job shouldn’t be a mean of existence but rather, a means of sustenance

There is no doubt that Einstein's pipe was his closest associate, while others--including wife and family--were never permitted the illusion that they would ever be at the center of his life.

...there are so many books left to read. For that reason alone it is worth going on living. Books make me happy, the help me escape from reality.

Life is like a typographical error: we're constantly writing and rewriting things over each other.

I've got stories untold & maps to unfold, but everyday I get where I'm going

A passion for learning...isn't something you have to inspire with; it's something you have to keep from extinguishing.

Possibly the words materialism and spirituality express two sides of one and the same fact.

How do you write when you're not miserable? The solution, of course, is to make yourself miserable about not writing.

An intense anticipation itself transforms possibility into reality; our desires being often but precursors of the things which we are capable of performing.