Our emotions are ever-changing and infinitely varied, but the words with which we describe them are fixed and rigid. Our life is like quicksilver, our vocabulary like steel. Sometimes a consummate poet succeeds in rendering the quality of life in words. For the rest of us, this is not possible.

One asana is strong, then again another is very soft and gentle. So you have this modulation from one asana to another, just as you have from one feeling to another. Then they all, of course, make you lighter, give you space. I feel that space is what I get and receive and like to have - space inside which makes more space for openness outside.

The art of living is simply the art of using energy in an intelligent and creative way.

Power is just so much part of the human being because power is survival. But I wonder if that is the best way to survive, by killing someone else.

Age teaches us how to be more aware of other people's feelings.

I would much rather sit on the floor. Very rarely do I find a table and a chair that is comfortable. But the floor is comfortable.

The preparation for conception to me is one of the most important things, if we are we interested in the general progress of our species.