“I think happiness is overrated. Satisfied, at peace-those would be more realistic goals.”

If someone wants to do drugs … as long as he or she isn’t corrupting minors or driving under the influence or endangering others, shouldn’t a person have that right?

I look and there’s our boy from Vietnam and our daughter from Ethiopia, and our girl was born in Namibia, and our son is from Cambodia, and they’re brothers and sisters, man. They’re brothers and sisters and it’s a sight for elation.

In Missouri, where I come from, we don’t talk about what we do – we just do it. If we talk about it, it’s seen as bragging.

I had a friend who worked at a hospice, and he said people in their final moments don’t discuss their successes, awards or what books they wrote or what they accomplished. They only talk about their loves and their regrets, and I think that’s very telling.

Heartthrobs are a dime a dozen.

I don’t feel restless, I just like to travel.

A family is a risky venture, because the greater the love, the greater the loss. That’s the trade-off. But I’ll take it all.

America is not a country, it’s a business.

I don’t want to waste time being angry at someone I love.

You make yourself what you are. You have control of your own destiny.

The woman is the reflection of her man. If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it.

I’m not a big proponent of happiness. I think it’s highly overrated. I think misery is underrated. There’s so much value in that. You can’t have one without the other.

Your shame will be your torture, and your torture will be your life. I wish it long.

Equality, absolutely, that’s what defines us. It’s what makes us great. If it doesn’t sit well with your religion, let your God sort it out in the end, but that’s us. We’re equal.

Without pain and suffering, we would be nothing

America is a country founded on guns. It’s in our DNA. It’s very strange but I feel better having a gun. I really do. I don’t feel safe, I don’t feel the house is completely safe, if I don’t have one hidden somewhere. That’s my thinking, right or wrong.

This is one of the goals of the Jewish way of living: to experience commonplace deeds as spiritual adventures, to feel the hidden love and wisdom in all things.

There is a realm of time where the goal is not to have but to be, not to own but to give, not to control but to share, not to subdue but to be in accord.

If you’re not afraid, if you take everything you are, everything worthwhile in you and direct it at one goal, one ultimate mark, you’ve got to get there.

The supreme purpose and goal for human life… is to cultivate love.

Only in the human form is it possible for life to attain its final goal, which is to realize the all-pervading and infinite Divinity.

There is no higher or lower goal. There is only one goal, Self-Realization.

It’s all about how can you take care of yourself when furthering your life’s goals and ambitions, and purpose and whatever you choose – family, career – to maintain a really balanced, whole, healthy outlook.

We are not long-term beings. Not heroes of romances in many volumes. For one gesture, for one word alone, we shall make the effort. We openly admit: our creations will be temporary. We shall have this as our aim: a gesture.