There is something that is transcendental about when we are immersed in that which we most love.

The only thing that shatters dreams is compromise.

Respect for sovereignity, for privacy, for total independence. Gentle alliances against loneliness, they were, cool rational love-affairs without the love.

If we want to end this lifetime higher than we began, we can expect an uphill road.

You're never given a dream without the power to make it true.

You can achieve a goal; you never really achieve your purpose, because your purpose is ongoing. It never stops.

The books remind us that way down deep in our hearts, part of us knows that we are creatures of light and we cannot be touched or destroyed by anything made out of atoms or destroyed at all - that light is indestructible. And we may reflect that and express that in multiple trillions of discrete ways, but nevertheless, that indestructible sense of joyful capacity to express life and express love is always there.