I know from my own clinical work that when people are beaten and hurt, they numb out so that they cant feel anymore.

Growing up means leaving home and becoming a self supporting adult. I think this the hardest task any human being hast to face.

Hell, in my opinion, is never finding your true self and never living your own life or knowing who you are.

The capacity for love that makes dogs such rewarding companions has a flip-side: They find it difficult to cope without us. Since we humans programmed this vulnerability, it's our responsibility to ensure that our dogs do not suffer as a result.

Children aren't fooled. They know we give time to the things we love.

I define a good person as somebody who is fully conscious of their own limitations. They know their strengths, but they also know their shadow - they know their weaknesses. In other words, they understand that there is no good without bad. Good and evil are really one, but we have broken them up in our consciousness. We polarize them.

The more we know about how we lost our spontaneous wonder and creativity, the more we can find ways to get them back.