There is no sense talking about "being true to yourself" until you are sure what voice you are being true to. It takes hard work to differentiate the voices of the unconscious.

Once we get used to listening to our dreams, our whole body responds like a musical instrument.

At the very point of vulnerability is where the surrender takes place-that is where the god enters. The god comes through the wound.

But if you travel far enough, one day you will recognize yourself coming down to meet yourself. And you will say - yes.

An addiction is anything we do to avoid hearing the messages that body and soul are trying to send us.

This is your body, your greatest gift, pregnant with wisdom you do not hear, grief you thought was forgotten, and joy you have never known.

It takes great courage to break with one's past history and stand alone.

The longing for sweets is really a yearning for love or sweetness.

Rage and bitterness do not foster femininity. They harden the heart and make the body sick.

To strive for perfection is to kill love because perfection does not recognize humanity.

The mystery of God touches us - or does not - in the smallest details: giving a strawberry, with love; receiving a touch, with love; sharing the snapdragon red of an autumn sunset, with love.

So much of what we read and write these days is disposable.

My hope is that 10 years from now, after I've been across the street at work for a while, they'll all be glad they gave me that wonderful vote.

"Novels and gardens," she says. "I like to move from plot to plot."

My personal definition of rock'n'roll is people attempting to do something that's beyond their ability to do it well. And whatever the outward contradictions, I do call us a rock'n'roll band.

A lot of show business, as you know, is about all the contacts you make and who you know.

If you can't get excited about living life, then what are you doing?

During my time as England captain I have always been both helpful and direct in my communications with the ECB.

Didgeridoo was something I picked up while I was on tour in Australia with Peter Gabriel in '93. I found out later that it's only meant to be played by men.

A true forest is not merely a storehouse full of wood, but, as it were, a factory of wood.

To be the first to enter the cosmos, to engage, single-handed, in an unprecedented duel with nature-could one dream of anything more?