We play make believe, pretend to take ourselves and each other seriously--to love each other, hate each other--but then--it isn't true. It isn't true, we don't care at all!

The first temptation, upon meeting an old friend after many years, is always to - look the other way.

Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... just one. Our life. We have nothing else.

Each of us is the only person who can give the other what each of us wants to have: Peace.

It so difficult to know what the people we love really need.

There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.

Nobody is bound by any obligation unless it has first been freely accepted.