“The more unknowable the mystery, the more beautiful it is.”

I started Transcendental Meditation in 1973 and have not missed a single meditation ever since. Twice a day, every day. It has given me effortless access to unlimited reserves of energy, creativity and happiness deep within.

I like darkness and confusion and absurdity, but I like to know that there could be a little door that you could go out into a safe life area of happiness.

Tenderness can be just as abstract as insanity.

Negativity is the enemy of creativity.

There’s always fear of the unknown where there’s mystery.

Black has depth.. you can go into it.. And you start seeing what you’re afraid of. You start seeing what you love, and it becomes like a dream.

I look at the world and I see absurdity all around me. People do strange things constantly, to the point that, for the most part, we manage not to see it. That’s why I love coffee shops and public places – I mean, they’re all out there.

Individual peace is the unit of world peace.

Don’t make a film if it can’t be the film you want to make. It’s a joke, and a sick joke, and it’ll kill you.

It’s so freeing, it’s beautiful in a way, to have a great failure, there’s nowhere to go but up.

Intuition is knowingness, and this field of unbounded knowing, of knowingness, is within every human being. You start tapping into that and it becomes an ocean of solutions.

The only thing that disturbs me is that many psychopaths say they had a very happy childhood.

We’re all like detectives. We want to figure things out. Life, you know, we want to figure out life, and we want to figure out what’s going on, so it’s beautiful. It’s beautiful that people are thinking.

I love seeing people come out of darkness.

This whole world is wild at heart and weird on top.

A film is its own thing and in an ideal world I think a film should be discovered knowing nothing and nothing should be added to it and nothing should be subtracted from it.

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.

I don’t want to show my body to the ones, who often close their eyes, when it’s time to praise the beauty of my mind and soul.

I feel fine and comfortable with myself, but not because I’m beautiful.

There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.

She has the scent of cinnamon summer that the roots of winter absorb.

What is really beautiful must always be true.

I know many beautiful people and their lives are just so terrible. They feel so uncomfortable with themselves. Being comfortable is not about what you look like, but how you feel.

Beauty is nothing other than the promise of happiness.