The aim of life is self-development. To realize ones nature perfectly — that is what each of us is here for.

Hate leaves ugly scars; love leaves beautiful ones.

Peace is the music of every heart.

Until you are willing to accept total responsibility for your life, your life will keep sending you experiences designed to get your attention.

I write emotional algebra.

Your dreams are the seeds of possibility. Nurture them, believe in them, and watch them blossom.

I set out alone, swayed by an overmastering impulse within me.