Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyaltly through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. Love is content with the present, it hopes for the future, and it does not brood over the past. It's the day-in and day-out chronicle of irritations, problems, compromises, small disappointments, big victories and working toward common goals. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things that are missing. If you don't have love in your life, no matter what else there is, it's not enough.

Love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking together in the same direction.

In individuals, insanity is rare; but in groups, parties, nations, and epochs it is the rule.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.

It is better for you to take responsibility for your life as it is, instead of blaming others, or circumstances, for your predicament.  As your eyes open, you'll see that your state of health, happiness, and every circumstance of your life has been, in large part, arranged by you -- consciously or unconsciously.

Pain is a relatively objective, physical phenomenon; suffering is our psychological resistance to what happens. Events may create physical pain, but they do not in themselves create suffering. Resistance creates suffering. Stress happens when your mind resists what is...The only problem in your life is your mind's resistance to life as it unfolds.