Anyone desperate enough for suicide... should be desperate enough to go to creative extremes to solve problems: elope at midnight, stow away on the boat to New Zealand and start over, do what they always wanted to do but were afraid to try.

Within each of us lies the power of our consent to health and sickness, to riches and poverty, to freedom and to slavery. It is we who control these, and not another.

I had experiences along the way that helped me to realize that letting go was the way that worked for me to find something that I, personally, as a reader, love to read.

You are led, when you share your loves, to an enchanted life of inner happiness, which unsharing others cannot know.

Your friends will know you better in the first minute you meet than your acquaintances will know you in a thousand years.

He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all

Listen,' he said. 'It's important. We are all. Free. To do. Whatever. We want. To do.