...and there was nothing to do except to wait and to hurt.

I was born too late for steam trains and a lazy eye meant I'd never be an astronaut.

It wasn't about believing this or that, it wasn't even about good and evil and right and wrong, it was about finding the strength to bear the discomfort that came with being in the world.

And it occurred to him that there were two parts to being a better person. One part was thinking about other people. The other part was not giving a toss what other people thought.

I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating. Also, dogs are faithful and they do not tell lies because they cannot talk.

On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

Everyone has learning difficulties, because learning to speak French or understanding relativity is difficult.

No one wants to know how clever you are. They don't want an insight into your mind, thrilling as it might be. They want an insight into their own.

You love someone, you've got to let something go.

For me, disability is a way of getting some extremity, some kind of very difficult situation, that throws an interesting light on people.

From a good book, I want to be taken to the very edge. I want a glimpse into that outer darkness.

I wrestled through many sleepless nights after God became real to me. I can only describe this period of my life as 2 years of mental agony.

The thoughts on the mind come out of mouth.

I wanted life that's comfortable enough for me, my ambitions and love.

there are so many days when living stops and pulls up and sits and waits like a train on the rails.

When you reach that elite level, 90 percent is mental and 10 percent is physical. You are competing against yourself. Not against the other athlete.

Meditation - Before you learn how to meditate, you must unlearn what you think meditation might be.

God wears white flannels.

If you dance, you dance because you have to. Every dancer hurts, you know.

In friendship, as well as in love, the mind is often the dupe of the heart.

The important things usually prove to be very simple. They are also open secrets in the sense that no one is hiding the knowledge from us except ourselves.