Find a place inside where there's joy, and the joy will burn out the pain.

Out of perfection nothing can be made. Every process involves breaking something up.

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.

I think that Jean Houston has broken through to a new understanding of the sense and uses of inward-turned contemplation-a n understanding that leaves the Freudian schools of technique and theory far behind. The accent is not on the curing of disease but on the enlargement, rather, of our health.

The function of ritual, as I understand it, is to give form to human life, not in the way of a mere surface arrangement, but in depth.

We are the consciousness of the earth. We are the eyes of the earth. The voice of the earth.

He must put aside his pride, his virtue, beauty and life and bow or submit to the absolutely intolerable.