Passion is momentary love is enduring.

If you love someone you say it right then out loud. Otherwise the moment just passes you by.

True love is quiescent except in the nascent moments of true humility.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth the delight the ecstasy of it you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible - it cannot be seen or measured yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment and offer you more joy than any material possession could.

I wanted to write about the moment when your addictions no longer hide the truth from you. When your whole life breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about.

I remember a specific moment watching my grandmother hang the clothes on the line and her saying to me 'you are going to have to learn to do this ' and me being in that space of awareness and knowing that my life would not be the same as my grandmother's life.

Life is all memory except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.

For the meaning of life differs from man to man from day to day and from hour to hour. What matters therefore is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person's life at a given moment.