“We don’t need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.”

The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.

All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.

Happiness is right in front of you.

Every desire of your body is holy; Every desire of your body is Holy.

Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun

The tide of my love Has risen so high let me flood over You.

Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house.

Your life within God’s arms, Your dance within God’s arms, Is already Perfect!

We have come into this exquisite world to experience ever and ever more deeply our divine courage, freedom and light!

The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.

I Have Learned so much from God That I can no longer call myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew.

Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.

In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone.

For I have learned that every heart will get What it prays for Most.

I come from a family of working professionals: my dad is a chartered accountant, and my mom is a professor.

I was the poorest kid in my school, poorest kid in my town, poorest family. That stayed with me forever.

Dollhouse was definitely inspired by the whole Edward Scissorhands vibe where all of the houses are perfect, but inside each home there are very messed up families.

A wise man should marry a virgin of a respectable family even if she is deformed. He should not marry one of a low-class family, through beauty. Marriage in a family of equal status is preferable.

A monk mind practices detachment. We realize that everything—from our houses to our families—is borrowed.

Because the only thing that stays with you from the moment you’re born until the moment you die is your breath. All your friends, your family, the country you live in, all of that can change. The one thing that stays with you is your breath.

He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.

We’re in a tough situation because of teenage children, and then we have a 2-year-old and a 5-year-old, so my family and my responsibilities is sort of a juggle.