“Meditate so that you can feel immense silence, and love so that your life can become a song, a dance, a celebration.”

It is a strange thing ,that every child is born with a closed hand , and every body dies with an open hand.

The past is no more and the future is not yet: both are unnecessarily moving in directions which don’t exist.

Respect life, revere life. There is nothing more holy than life, nothing more divine than life.

The greatest fear in the world is of the opinions of others. And the moment you are unafraid of the crowd you are no longer a sheep, you become a lion. A great roar arises in your heart, the roar of freedom.

If you really want peace on earth, create peace in your heart, in your being. That is the right place to begin with and then spread.

Freedom is the intrinsic desire of each man, each woman – utter freedom, absolute freedom.

One just needs a little alertness to see and find out: Life is really a great cosmic laughter.

A woman is to be loved, not understood. That is the first understanding.

Falling in love, you remain a child; rising in love, you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love – now you are love.

Each person comes into this world with a specific destiny – he has something to fulfill, some message has to be delivered, some work has to be completed.

Once you have started seeing the beauty of life, ugliness starts disappearing. If you start looking at life with joy, sadness starts disappearing.

A certain darkness is needed to see the stars.

Love is never a relationship; love is relating.

Life begins where fear ends.

To give love, the first basic requirement is to have it.

When love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

A transvestite spends her entire life trying to look as feminine as possible and I have clearly spent mine celebrating my masculinity.

Find the good and celebrate it.

They danced in chains celebrating freedom.

Halloween is a day when we all get to fool people into thinking we’re someone else. Or as Mitt Romney calls it, campaigning.

Every year we celebrate the holy season of Advent, O God. Every year we pray those beautiful prayers of longing and waiting, and sing those lovely songs of hope and promise.

I try to speak of a love that not necessarily romantic. I think there is so much love between people and so much love people want to give but it’s harder and harder these days to show that, to celebrate that, you know?

It’s celebrated in British culture to be eccentric.

Choose to celebrate your dead ends as much as you celebrate your turning points.