“And so Galahad decided that it would be a disgrace to set off on a quest with the other knights. Alone he would enter the dark forest where there was no path. This is the myth of The Hero’s Journey.”

The quest for fire occurred not because anyone knew what the practical uses for fire would be, but because it was fascinating.

The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come.

The ultimate aim of the quest must be neither release nor ecstasy for oneself, but the wisdom and the power to serve others.

Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.

Both the artist and the lover know that perfection is not loveable. It is the clumsiness of a fault that makes a person lovable.

Myth is the secret opening through which the inexhaustible energies of the cosmos pour into human manifestation.

When you are on your path, and it is truly your path, doors will open for you where there were no doors for someone else.

I think of compassion as the fundamental religious experience and, unless that is there, you have nothing.

When you follow your bliss a kind of track opens up, that’s always been there, waiting for you. And the life that you should be living, is the one that you will be living.

When we quit thinking primarily about ourselves and our own self-preservation, we undergo a truly heroic transformation of consciousness.

The goal of life is rapture. Art is the way we experience it.

Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.

You have to strive every minute to get rid of the life that you have planned in order to have the life that’s waiting to be yours. Move, move, move.

Myths are public dreams, dreams are private myths.

Apocalypse does not point to a fiery Armageddon but to the fact that our ignorance and our complacency are coming to an end.

You can’t have creativity unless you leave behind the bounded, the fixed, all the rules

Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.

Once you realize you deserve a bright future, letting go of your dark past is the best choice you will ever make.

It is dreadful to think that behind me my own past is no longer anything but shifting darkness.

But only he who, himself enlightened, is not afraid of shadows.

There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination.

Wild one, be still and listen your soul will whisper to you even in the darkest of moments.

That was her magic – she could still see the sunset even on those darkest days.