“Human beings and the environment compose a seamless garment of existence, a multicolored cloth, which we believe to be woven in its entirety by God.”

The opposite is also true – the whole world could disapprove of you, but if you love yourself, you would not even notice.

No one who is being himself is going to be approved of all the time.

The whole world could love you, but if you do not love yourself, you would not even notice.

Love is an undulating energy that moves through you, within you, and radiates out of you, and changes everything.

Accept yourself within you and the entire world becomes totally acceptable.

You are the best friend you will ever have. In the presence of your true self you will become the most peaceful, the most relaxed, the most natural person possible.

The mind is like a richly woven tapestry in which the colors are distilled from the experiences of the senses, and the design drawn from the convolutions of the intellect.

To our critical eyes, the threads of which the past is woven are, by nature, endless and indivisible. Scientifically speaking, we cannot grasp the absolute beginning of anything: everything extends backwards to be prolonged by something else.

In fiction writing, I would say there are several different strands that have been woven through my own writing, and each influenced by a different group of writers.

I cannot unravel the difference between love in my family and the preparation of food because they are so closely woven.

The legacy of the Armenian Genocide is woven into the fabric of America.

It is part of who I am and is woven into the fabric of my personality, character, and psyche.

History is not a web woven with innocent hands. Among all the causes which degrade and demoralize men, power is the most constant and most active.

The motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.