The broken door lets in the light. The broken heart lets in the world.

If we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.

What is not ex-pressed is de-pressed.

For being human, we remember and forget. We stray and return, fall down and get up, and cling and let go, again and again. But it is this straying and returning that makes life interesting, this clinging and letting go - damned as it is - that exercises the heart.

Live loud enough in your heart and there is no need to speak.

In the same way that we have to clean wax from our ears and dirt from our eyes, we're all asked to clean out our conclusions and judgments, which block our heart from meeting the world.

A successful creative expression is one in which the person who has expressed it was transformed for having encountered it