“Do not fear for me, for I was born only once and i shall die only once.”

Forgiveness is not simply the absolving of an enemy, or one who has done us wrong. Forgiveness must encompass all those things which disturb the tranquility of our soul.

The barking dog that robs you of sleep, the heat of summer, the cold of winter. Forgive the ingrown toenail, the flea that bites; forgive the cranky child, wrinkles, a forgotten birthday.

Once all struggle is grasped, miracles are possible.

Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change.

There is no secret, once we go to qualifying, we all seem to enjoy it. Qualifying is all about putting everything that you have and that the car has in one lap. It’s like a rush, I really enjoy that.

Once conform, once do what others do because they do it, and a kind of lethargy steals over all the finer senses of the soul.

It is always the same: once you are liberated, you are forced to ask who you are.

So every once in a while I get an idea about plumbing, I get an idea about city government, and they come the way they come.

Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue.

A somebody was once a nobody who wanted to and did.