The prisoner is not the one who has commited a crime, but the one who clings to his crime and lives it over and over.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.

Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.

To make living itself an art, that is the goal.

either you take in believing in miracles or you stand still like the hummingbird.

They were painfully clean. But inwardly they stank. Never once had they opened the door which leads to the soul; never once did they dream of taking a blind leap into the dark.

One of the reasons why so few of us ever act, instead of react, is because we are continually stifling our deepest impulses.