Books$$$ like men their authors$$$ have no more than one way of coming into the world$$$ but there are ten thousand to go out of it$$$ and return no more.

You're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry.

The way you walk$$$ way you talk$$$ way you say my name; it's beautiful$$$ wonderful$$$ don't you ever change.

And I'm dying to know$$$ is it killing you like it's killing me? And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

To truly love is to have the courage to walk away and let the other person who wishes to be free go no matter how much it hurts.

Everybody has that point in their life where you hit a crossroads and you've had a bunch of bad days and there's different ways you can deal with it and the way I dealt with it was I just turned completely to music.

I've learned that you can't predict [love] or plan for it. For someone like me who is obsessed with organization and planning$$$ I love the idea that love is the one exception to that. Love is the one wild card.

In your practice you should accept everything as it is$$$ giving to each thing the same respect given to a Buddha.

A Zen master once said$$$ To go eastward one mile is to go westward one mile. This is vital freedom. We should acquire this kind of perfect freedom.

Practice does not mean that whatever you do$$$ even lying down$$$ is zazen. When the restrictions you have do not limit you$$$ this is what we mean by practice.