I define love thus: The will to extend one's self for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth.

The only real security in life lies in relishing life's insecurity.

Love is too large, too deep ever to be truly understood or measured or limited within the framework of words.

Life is a series of problems. Do we want to moan about them or solve them?

We skim over the surface thoughtlessly. But we must acknowledge that thinking well is a time-consuming process. We can't expect instant results. We have to slow down a bit, and take the time to contemplate, meditate, and even pray. It is the only route to a more meaningful and efficient existence.

When we cling, often forever, to our old patterns of thinking and behaving, we fall to negotiate any crisis, to truly grow up, and to experience the joyful sense of rebirth that accompanies the successful transition into greater maturity.

Problems call forth our courage and our wisdom; indeed, they create our courage and wisdom.