If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.

I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me that I can no longer call myself a man, a woman, an angel, or even a pure Soul. Love has befriended me so completely it has turned to ash and freed me of every concept and image my mind has ever known.

If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, I know I can achieve it.

As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can.

The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.

When I trust deeply that today God is truly with me and holds me safe in a divine embrace, guiding every one of my steps I can let go of my anxious need to know how tomorrow will look, or what will happen next month or next year. I can be fully where I am and pay attention to the many signs of God’s love within me and around me.

I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.

You can’t build a reputation on what you are going to do.

All I can do is be me, whoever that is.

I take the good with the bad, and I try to face them both with as much calm and dignity as I can muster.

I love mankind; it’s people I can’t stand.

I am the Lizard King. I can do anything!

Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality.

I am increasingly an architect of self. I am free to will and choose. I can, through accepting my individuality… become more of my uniqueness, more of my potentiality.

I love the fact that I can make people happy, in any form. Even if it’s just an hour of their lives, if I can make them feel lucky or make them feel good, or bring a smile to a sour face, that to me is worthwhile.

I am proud that I spent the whole of my life in the service of my people … I shall continue to serve until my last breath and when I die, I can say, that every drop of my blood will invigorate India and strengthen it.

I’m not ashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ… if I can’t take him with me, I don’t want to go.

Build your own dreams, or someone else will hire you to build theirs.

Leap, and the net will appear.

Why drink and drive if I can smoke and fly?

The truth is I love being alive. And I love feeling free. So if I can’t have those things then I feel like a caged animal and I’d rather not be in a cage. I’d rather be dead. And it’s real simple. And I think it’s not that uncommon.

But the world itself has no reason, and I can say so, I who have experienced it all, from the creation to the destruction.

I can’t think of one person I’ve ever met who didn’t like some type of music.

I can feel this heart inside me and I conclude it exists. I can touch this world and I also conclude that it exists. All my knowledge ends at this point. The rest is hypothesis.

I would rather be able to appreciate things I can not have than to have things I am not able to appreciate.

I don’t need art to tell me people are assholes. I can just go into the streets.

I am only one but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something.

When you look fear in the face, you are able to say to yourself, ‘I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’

Wherever I am, if I’ve got a book with me, I have a place I can go and be happy

I am going to do my best to try to create a country in which children are not living in poverty, in which kids can go to college, in which old people have health care. Will I succeed? I can’t guarantee you that, but I can tell you that from a human point of view it is better to show up than to give up.

On the other hand, although I have a regular work schedule, I take time to go for long walks on the beach so that I can listen to what is going on inside my head. If my work isn’t going well, I lie down in the middle of a workday and gaze at the ceiling while I listen and visualize what goes on in my imagination.

I could walk away from anyone I ever knew, but I can’t walk away from you.

If I can sell tickets to my movies like Red Sonja or Last Action Hero, you know I can sell just about anything.

A stranger to myself and to the world, armed solely with a thought that negates itself as soon as it asserts, what is this condition in which I can have peace only by refusing to know and to live, in which the appetite for conquest bumps into walls that defy its assaults?