I look for mystery and try to decipher it while knowing it is an impossible task. I look for memory, where Mystery lies.

I think that as you evolve spiritually, automatically your body tells you what is acceptable for your body and what is not.

We cannot find peace if we are afraid of the windstorms of life.

I was educated in line with the basic premise: work work work. You are only a valuable human being if you work. This is utterly wrong. Half working, half dancing - that is the right mixture. I myself have danced and played too little.

I'm going to dance in all the galaxies.

Mourning can go on for years and years. It doesn't end after a year, that's a false fantasy. It usually ends when people realize that they can live again, that they can concentrate their energies on their lives as a whole, and not on their hurt, and guilt and pain.

I have learned there is no joy without hardship. There is no pleasure without pain. Would we know the comfort of peace without the distress of war?