What the poet is searching for is not the fundamental I but the deep you.

Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path. . .

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

My soul is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches, its eyes wide open far-off things, and listens at the shores of the great silence.

Beyond living and dreaming there is something more important: waking up.

I thought my fire was out, and stirred the ashes…. I burnt my fingers.

Traveler, there is no path, the path must be forged as you walk.

I dreamt -- marvellous error! -- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits

Avoid pulpits, platforms, stages and pedestals. Keep to the hard ground. It is the only way you can judge your approximate status as a man.

Only a fool thinks price and value are the same.

I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from each other, the earth, ourselves.

For the master, surrender means there are no experts. There are only learners.

Time doesn't stop. Your life doesn't stop and wait until you get ready to start living it.

You should have a dream and absolutely go for it. Don't let anybody say you can't do it.

For him , life was a coin that had disaster on one side and waiting for disaster on the other

I think my life dramatically shifted when I met Lucas [Goodman] and it wasn't even planned. I had a very clear vision of what I was going to do.

God received from me something He didn't have on His own. My sin. I received something from God I didn't have on my own. His righteousness.

Ideal mental health, like freedom, exists for one person only if it exists for all people.

We will be producing supersonic planes which will go far, far faster than Concordes. New York to Tokyo could be less than an hour. You could be traveling at 19,000 miles an hour orbitally.