I'm over the hill, maybe even the whole mountain range, but I don't see it that way even one little bit.

Because love encompasses everything, nothing is unimportant, including tonight's dinner menu. Think about it for a minute. If you were pure love, the loving parent of all life, how would you want people to eat?

Just remember that those things that get attention flourish.

The idea that somebody is going to come in and make your debt go away and all be well for the future is really a fantasy.

Compassion in action may be the glorious possibility that could protect our crowded, polluted planet.

To the people who love you, you are beautiful already. This is not because they're blind to your shortcomings but because they so clearly see your soul. Your shortcomings then dim by comparison. The people who care about you are willing to let you be imperfect and beautiful, too.

My calling, as one imperfect human, is to celebrate and uphold life every time I get the chance.