The wound that bleedeth inward is most dangerous.
What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire.
The universe is a continuous web. Touch it at any point and the whole web quivers.
I can hardly wait for tomorrow, it means a new life for me each and every day.
When you look back on a lifetime and think of what has been given to the world by your presence, your fugitive presence, inevitably you think of your art, whatever it may be, as the gift you have made to the world in acknowledgment of the gift you have been given, which is the life itself. . . That work is not an expression of the desire for praise or recognition, or prizes, but the deepest manifestation of your gratitiude for the gift of life.
Be what you are. Give What is yours to give. Have Style. Dare.
The poem comes in the form of a blessing, like rapture breaking on the mind.
I've always felt that singing is half technical, half taxing. You've got words, a melody, and an instrument, and you have to do justice to the words. You're just a medium for people to feel the song.
How do you build up your bank account? By putting something in it everyday. Your health account is no different. What I do today, I am wearing tomorrow. If I put inferior foods in my body today, I'm going to be inferior tomorrow, it's that simple.
Youth is easily deceived because it is quick to hope.
We've been trained to prefer being right to learning something, to prefer passing the test to making a difference, and most of all to prefer fitting in with the right people