Sit in a room and read--and read and read. And read the right books by the right people. Your mind is brought onto that level, and you have a nice, mild, slow-burning rapture all the time.
I think the person who takes a job in order to live - that is to say, for the money - has turned himself into a slave.
Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again and again.
I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.
When you make the sacrifice in marriage, you're sacrificing not to each other but to unity in a relationship.
The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.