“Never trust a spiritual leader who cannot dance.”

Being present is the only way to live a truly rich and full life.

Do not give your attention to what others do or fail to do; give it to what you do or fail to do.

Criticizing someone else’s work ethic doesn’t make you work harder.

When someone hurts you, it’s because they’re hurt. Their hurt is simply spilling over. They need help.

Negativity is a trait, not someone’s identity.

When the fear of staying the same outweighs the fear of change, that is when we change

A layperson who is consciously aiming to be continuously alive in the Now is a monk.

Finally, get involved in something that’s meaningful to you—a hobby, a charity, a political cause.

We are all connected; to each other, biologically. To the Earth, chemically. And to the rest of the universe, atomically.

Location has energy; time has memory. If you do something at the same time every day, it becomes easier and natural. If you do something in the same space every day, it becomes easier and natural.

Strengthened my resolve.

It is impossible to build one’s own happiness on the unhappiness of others.

Whatever action is performed by a great man, common men follow in his footsteps, and whatever standards he sets by exemplary acts, all the world pursues.

Fear does not prevent death. It prevents life.

But when we look for the good in others, we start to see the best in ourselves too.

Remember, saying whatever we want, whenever we want, however we want, is not freedom. Real freedom is not feeling the need to say these things.

I should be on Broadway. You have to sing, you have to dance, you have to speak well, and I’m good at all of those!

Dancing begets warmth, which is the parent of wantonness. It is, Sir, the great grandfather of cuckoldom.

Avoidance. Probably the worst dance. – Complicated.

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.

My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.

Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.

The way she danced through life was poetry.

Just because a record has a groove don’t make it in the groove.