Individuals somehow are led to find my books at times that are important to them. The mail that I get very, very often will say, "I was at a difficult time in my life, and someone gave me a copy."

The highest art form of all is a human being in control of himself and his airplane in flight, urging the spirit of a machine to match his own.

Why had such a promising world been crucified on the tree of obligation, thorned by duties, hanged by hypocrisy, smothered by customs?

We design our lives through the power of choices.

You teach best what you most need to learn.

What matters is how I use what I know, every minute of every day; how I use it to remember, in the midst of the game.

Through default or intention, unaware or by design, we not only choose but create the visible outer conditions that are most resonant to our inner state of being.