“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don’t write, because our culture has no use for it.”

There are only two kinds of freedom in the world; the freedom of the rich and powerful, and the freedom of the artist and the monk who renounces possessions.

The fiery moments of passionate experience are the moments of wholeness and totality of the personality.

You don’t find love, it finds you. It’s got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what’s written in the stars.

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.

How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.

I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.

You fall in love with people’s minds.

I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.

Willingness to explore everything is a sign of strength. The weak ones have prejudices. Prejudices are a protection.

Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others; to be, not to seem.

More breath than mind. More moon silk than sunbeam. More bone than break.

When faced with a crisis, do three things: breathe, pray and be kind.

The best books are those which lift us to a higher plane where we breathe a purer atmosphere.

You are a living breathing museum.

Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.

Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.

I am mystic bones and a curious heart. Pain and joy and stardust skin. A sacred soul container. Time and space and matter and illusion. Expansion and contraction. A breathing universe.

The moment we take our last breath on earth, we take our first in heaven.