You live in this shadow that you're going to burn in Hell until you're saved. And I still worry about it a little. I don't believe in Heaven but I do still fear Hell.

I had a constant fear a constant little doubt in my mind: 'OK I'm getting ready to do my standing back full on beam and I might re-tear my ACL.'

If people would know how little brain is ruling the world they would die of fear.

You can ask me pretty much anything. There'll be things I'll go 'That feels a little too personal.' But most things I don't have a fear of being asked about.

I think one of the terrible things today is that people have this deathly fear of food: fear of eggs say or fear of butter. Most doctors feel that you can have a little bit of everything.

Events that are predestined require but little management. They manage themselves. They slip into place while we sleep and suddenly we are aware that the thing we fear to attempt is already accomplished.

How very little can be done under the spirit of fear.

There is nothing I fear more than waking up without a program that will help me bring a little happiness to those with no resources those who are poor illiterate and ridden with terminal disease.

They eat the dainty food of famous chefs with the same pleasure with which they devour gross peasant dishes mostly composed of garlic and tomatoes or fisherman's octopus and shrimps fried in heavily scented olive oil on a little deserted beach.

I heard so many stories from Gaomi's peasants that I had an irrepressible urge to write them down. Today Gaomi's peasants know that they have become famous around the world through my writings but I think they are a little puzzled by this.