There is something in every one of you that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in yourself. It is the only true guide you will ever have. And if you cannot hear it, you will all of your life spend your days on the ends of strings that somebody else pulls.

To love is to make of one's heart a swinging door.

Love has no awareness of merit or demerit; it has no scale... Love loves; this is its nature.

There must be always remaining in every life, some place for the singing of angels, some place for that which in itself is breathless and beautiful.

Don't ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and go do it. Because what the world needs is more people who have come alive

Fate is the raw materials of experience. They come uninvited and often unanticipated. Destiny is what a man does with these raw materials.

At the core of life is a hard purposefulness, a determination to live.