A myth doesn't have to be real to be true.

The perfect human being is uninteresting-the Buddha who leaves the world, you know. It is the imperfections of life that are lovable.

It is within you that the divine lives.

Love is perfect kindness.

They thought that it would be a disgrace to go forth as a group. Each entered the forest at a point that he himself had chosen, where it was darkest and there was no path. If there is a path it is someone else's path and you are not on the adventure.

If you want to change the world, you have to change the metaphor.

If you are falling....dive.