Love itself compensates for any diminishment.

We tend to have tremendous faith in the power of our disasters and far too little faith in the power of miracles.

A change of heart leads to change in behavior, and a change in behavior leads to changing the world.

We need adventure, we need meaning, we need identity. We need love. Someone who has seen us through loving eyes has awakened us from the ranks of the formerly dead. Most people bear the terminal stress of walking the world unseen, a mere number or cog in a lifeless machine.

The spiritual journey, the path of recovery and personal growth, is a detoxification process in which we bring up and out the negative beliefs we have carried with us from the past and that now poison the present.

Sex is not the ultimate high, but the ultimate high hangs out around sex. The ultimate high is the dance with another person, played so deep down and with such abandon that glee returns to grown-ups.

The world as we know it is falling apart at the seams, because it's an inadequate container for the truth of who we are.