The Yogic scriptures say that God responds to the sacred prayers and efforts of human beings in any way whatsoever that mortals choose to worship - just so long as those prayers are sincere.

If you're going to answer the call and you're going to transform and you're going to change, get ready. It is not a day at the beach.

I was full of a hot, powerful sadness and would have loved to burst into the comfort of tears, but tried hard not to, remembering something my Guru once said -- that you should never give yourself a chance to fall apart because, when you do, it becomes a tendency and it happens over and over again. You must practice staying strong, instead.

I have these new policies toward my life, like 'I will not accelerate when I see the yellow light.'

The love that moves the sun and the other stars.

The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.

I am alone, I am all alone, I am completely alone. Grasping this reality, I let go of my bag, drop to my knees and press my forehead against the floor. There, I offer up to the universe a fervent prayer of thanks. First in English. Then in Italian. And then - just to get the point across - in Sanskrit.