“If we experienced life through the eyes of a child, everything would be magical and extraordinary.”

Living every moment as if it was our first and last is a genuine life of gratitude, acceptance and wisdom.

Those that expose themselves as knowing the truth, lose the battle of innocence and humility and eventually pull a trigger at the universe. Wisdom chooses the unknown to be its reason.

During a race where everyone holds their own truth, the finish line is a surprise.

I define spirituality as a search for love, beauty, happiness and wisdom.

Before pride waves a white flag, it waves all other colors.

I believe that children may enter these divine portals easier, because they are seeking for answers in the purest way.

Hallucination is a raw climb to a dead end.

So much time is spent on belief. So little time is spent on love!

Past is deaf. Future is mute. Present is blind.

I have been blessed by God. And if I’m blessed, there is one reason and one reason only, and that is to help others.

When we feel sad, all we need to do is to count our blessings, no matter how few we notice.

Spirituality is a journey that we never finish.

Infinity imagines curiosity from the wild abyss – Only the child makes a swing-set view of the worlds upside down.

Everyone has a watched life. Everyone is both the observer and the observed.

To have a future we have to live and leave the present.

With so many scientific achievements we know so little of where we came from and where we are going. But we know even less of the most important discovery of all.

After all, despite the economic advantage to firms that employed child labor, it was in the social interest, as a national policy, to abolish it – removing that advantage for all firms.

Madness isn’t necessarily a negative thing, it can be a positive thing. You know, hearing them cry for you, if you have children, is a great thing, it’s your child.

To believe in a child is to believe in the Future.

You should study not only that you become a mother when your child is born, but also that you become a child.

I remember I used to half believe and wholly play with fairies when I was a child.

As long as I was well fed, I was a very, very nice child. I just used my imagination and played with Barbies. I was pretty easy.

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.

The only person who dares wake up a king at 3:00 AM for a glass of water is a child. We have that kind of access