To be present is to be prayerful.

Discover yourself, otherwise you have to depend on other people's opinions who don't know themselves.

If love can not keep you together, nothing else can keep you together. And if

True freedom is always spiritual. It has something to do with your innermost being, which cannot be chained, handcuffed, or put into a jail.

The real question is not whether life exists after death. The real question is whether you are alive before death.

Nobody is superior, nobody is inferior, but nobody is equal either. People are simply unique, incomparable. You are you, I am I.

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.

You are not accidental. The world needs you. Without you, something will be missing in existence and nobody can replace it.

NOW is the only reality. All else is either memory or imagination.

Don't try to force anything. Let life be a deep let-go. God opens millions of flowers everyday without forcing their buds

The whole world is a cyclone. But once you have found the center, the cyclone disappears. This nothingness is the ultimate peak of consciousness.

Since the world is ending, ” Peter quoted from behind us, “why not let the children touch the paintings?

An idea is, in the end, always stronger than circumstances.

No use to preach to the working-man courtesy & politeness when at the same time the working-man is not given working conditions under which he can stay polite and soft-mannered.

You cannot motivate anyone but yourself. To enhance or cause action in another person, you must create an atmosphere around them wherein they will want to motivate themselves.

All the Padres need is a fly ball in the air.

After a certain age, the more one becomes oneself, the more obvious one's family traits become.

Because reputation lags achievement, we should expect people to reach the zenith of their reputation well past the zenith of their productive output

Maybe it’s sad that these are now memories. And maybe it’s not sad.

You and I are not what we eat; we are what we think.

I believe that time, with its infinite understanding, will one day forgive me.