It is easy to love people when they smell good, but sometimes they slip into the manure of life and smell awful. You must love them just as much when they smell foul.

If you slip, it doesn't mean you're less valuable. It simply means that you have something to learn from slipping.

Compassion becomes an automatic reaction when you see all of humanity as one undivided and indivisible family.

You can only give away what you have inside. Become an instrument of love, invite love to accompany you 24/7. Give away love, and it has to come streaming into your life.

This is called synchronicity - a state in which you almost feel as if you are in a collaborative arrangement with fate.

Writing isn't something I do, writing is something that I am. I am writing - it's just an expression of me.

People lose track of their purpose, because they are so back there - living in their past.