God was the last originator and the rest of us are just copyists.
You cannot be really first-rate at your work if your work is all you are.
So I suppose the best piece of advice I could give anyone is pretty simple: get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger house. Do you think you’d care so very much about those things if you developed an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast while in the shower?
Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over the dunes, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over a pond and a stand of pines. Get a life in which you pay attention to the baby as she scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger.
Turn off your cell phone. Turn off your regular phone, for that matter. Keep still. Be present.
Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work.
Anna Quindlen - Get a Life
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
If you don’t know where you are going, any road will get you there.
There is no word in the Tibetian language for “creativity” or “being creative”. The closest translation is “natural”.
A good idea never dies. It just sits in limbo, like a lost soul, waiting for the right body.
You cannot think and hit the ball at the same time.
Seeing someone reading a book you love is seeing a book recommending a person.
Your task is not to find the true love but to find yourself through love.
I’ve given up asking questions. I merely float on a tsunami of acceptance of anything life throws at me… and marvel stupidly.
Everything that needs to be said has already been sad. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.
How you climb a mountain is more important than reaching the top.
Your mind was created to serve you, not to be your master.
Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded.
And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand.
It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust.
You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time.
They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode.
So, forget Jesus.
The stars died so that you could be here today.