Creativity and love come from the same source.

That is the trouble, everybody is giving everything in the world a piece of their minds. Whereas what we want is not a piece of somebody's mind, even the best mind, so much as an open heart and an open spirit.

There is a way in which the collective knowledge of mankind expresses itself, for the finite individual, through mere daily living . . . a way in which life itself is sheer knowing.

On the night that the Second World war was declared, there were crowds in the street. It was a summer's night and there was a blackout. On every side you heard people crying: 'Look at the moon!' The moon had been there every minute of their lives and they'd never seen it.

Life is its own journey, presupposes its own change and movement, and one tries to arrest them at one's eternal peril.

We have a mighty task before us. The earth needs our assistance.

The mystery of creation was always between two, in an awareness that there was always both a 'thou'and and 'I'.