Until we get to the point where we've had enough of things that hurt and long more than anything for a peaceful love, we are bound to take painful roads. We are destined to play out our frivolous disasters until we declare ourselves finished and done with them. How much pain do we have to suffer before we are sure we want no more? As much, it seems, as we have to until we don't.

Where there is peace, there cannot be chaos; the two cannot coexist at the same time.

I do think that every generation has its unique story.

There's only one of us here: What we give to others, we give to ourselves. What we withhold from others, we withhold from ourselves. In any moment, when we choose fear instead of love, we deny ourselves the experience of Paradise.

Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.

My hope is that I'm getting better and wiser. With every book, I have more of myself to pour onto the page.

The spiritual commitment is to make every situation an object of devotional connection.