The folktale is the primer of the picture-language of the soul.

Eternity is not the hereafter...this is it. If you don't get it here you won't get it anywhere.

We're so engaged in doing things to achieve purposes of outer value that we forget the inner value, the rapture that is associated with being alive, is what it is all about.

People forget facts, but they remember stories.

Life is but a mask worn on the face of death. And is death, then, but another mask? 'How many can say,' asks the Aztec poet, 'that there is, or is not, a truth beyond?'

All life stinks and you must embrace that with compassion.

When you are falling --- Dive!