New things cannot come where there is no room.

Perhaps the future of the world would be in better hands if we forgot about discovering something new and concentrated on recovering our past.

Everything in the universe has a purpose. There are no misfits, there are no freaks, there are no accidents. There are only things we don't understand.

They never tell a lie, not a small fabrication, not a partial truth, nor any gross unreal statement. No lies at all, so they have nothing to hide. They are a group of people who are not afraid to have their minds open.

You either have faith or fear, not both. Things, they think, generate fear. The more things you have, the more you have to fear. Eventually you are living your life for things.

The releasing of attachment to object and certain beliefs was already indelibly written as a very necessary step in my human progress toward being.

The time has come to listen to the frightened moans of our fellow brothers and sisters and indeed the earth itself is in pain.