You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day, where you don't know what was in the newspapers that morning a place where you can simply experience and bring forth what you are and what you might be.

Both the artist and the lover know that perfection is not loveable. It is the clumsiness of a fault that makes a person lovable.

Where there is a way or path, it is someone else's. Each of us has to find his own way.

The call to adventure signifies that destiny has summoned the hero.

When you no longer are compelled by desire and fear . . . when you have seen the radiance in eternity from all forms of time . . . when you follow your bliss . . . doors will open where you would not have thought there were doors . . . and the world will step in and help.

Dream is the personalized myth, myth the depersonalized dream.

You have to learn to recognize your own depth.