If we never take a risk, we'll never know the parts of ourselves that would have emerged if we had.

Meaning doesn't lie in things. Meaning lies in us. When we attach value to things that aren't love - the money, the car, the house, the prestige - we are loving things that can't love us back. We are searching for meaning in the meaningless. Money, of itself, means nothing. Material things, of themselves, mean nothing. It's not that they're bad. It's that they're nothing. ("A Return to Love")

We love purely when we release other people to be who they are.

I think we all need to be looking to the better angels of our own selves. We don't need to be looking for great people so much as becoming great people.

We think we need to create ourselves, always doing a paste-up job on our personalities. That is because we're trying to be special rather than real. We're pathetically trying to conform with all the other people trying to do the same.

Freedom has its risks.

The moment of surrender is not when life is over. It's when it begins