“This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me.”

Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.

The past is not a package one can lay away.

There is always one thing to be grateful for – that one is one’s self and not somebody else.

My friends are my estate.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

Those who have not found the heaven below, will fail of it above.

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

Opinion is a flitting thing But Truth outlasts the Sun.

Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane.

To be alive-is Power.

I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

Till I loved I never lived.

The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.

Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.

Simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures.

A truly compassionate attitude toward others does not change even if they behave negatively or hurt you.

Compassion for our parents is the true sign of maturity.

Now that I understand that I’m an addict, I definitely have compassion for my mother. I get it.

No matter how much people on the left talk about compassion, they have no compassion for the taxpayers.

The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.

It is not enough to be compassionate, we must act.

Waking up this morning, I smile. Twenty-four brand new hours are before me. I vow to live fully in each moment and to look at all beings with eyes of compassion.