The purpose of life, after all, is to love it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.

And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

If a living system is suffering from ill health, the remedy is to connect it with more of itself.

All changes, even the most longed for have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.

You cannot step twice into the same river; for other waters are continually flowing in.

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

Live the questions now. Perhaps you win then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.

Ring the bell that still can ring, forget your perfect offering, there’s a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.

You are flesh, miraculously born, from glittery stardust, by supernatural forces, don’t deny your magic.