I believe that in spite of the chains we bind ourselves with, there's a primordial section of the human psyche that is still nomadic and still yearns to roam free.

We are all in motion. Always. Those who are not climbing toward something are descending toward nothing.

Procrastinatio n is the thief of dreams

Suffering ceases to be suffering when we form a clear picture of it.

There are none so impoverished as those who do not acknowledge the abundance of their lives

But more than brave, you have love. And love is brave.

Everybody needs love. Everybody. Those who don't believe that frighten me a little.