Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

The spirit of rejection finds its support in the consciousness of separateness; the spirit of acceptance finds its base in the consciousness of unity.

To be constantly changing one's plans isn't decision at all-it's indecision.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

Art awakens a sense of real by establishing an intimate relationship between our inner being and the universe at large, bringing us a consciousness of deep joy.

If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door- or i'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.