“Work while you can and rest when you must.”
“Be a Force of Good in the World. You can t change everything.”
“My decision to become a teacher suddenly seemed even more appropriate. Life had just become that much more unpredictably precarious and ill-suited to long-term planning, and it felt that much more necessary to spread love and knowledge to those who would one day have to manage this messy and painful world of ours Also in Zack Love s Stories and Scripts: an Anthology”
“Little matters much and much doesn t matter at all.”
“Turn to the wind, I dare you For time is but a space that is captured Live in fear or peace, which will you? For none shall stand at ease In fickleness of all human nature You will fear while in peace and complain while in fear.”
“If you believe, you can achieve the set-goal.”
“Make every day count, because you re never promised a next day.”
“Happiness is as fragile and fleeting as a bubble soap. Water down the last dregs of happiness and turn them into bubbles to fill the void. It may nothing more than an illusion, but it was still better than the emptiness.”
“Once we merge with the Core Trusting the efficiency Of our Soul’s intent The Flow becomes The only possible direction”
“A sober friend from Texas said once that the three things I cannot change are the past, the truth, and you. I hate this insight so much.”
“There is no need for comparison. Be happy with yourself and find satisfaction in your work.”
“each morning we’re born again of yesterday nothing remains what’s left began today”
“Be strong, be confident and be determined.”
“In paintings, music, poetry, architecture, we feel the elusive energy that moves through us and the air and the ground all the time, that usually disperses and turns chaotic in our busy-ness and distractedness and moodiness. Artists channel it, corral it, make it visible to the rest of us. The best works of art are like semaphores of our experience, signaling what we didn t know was true but do now.”
“Coincidences happen, but only once”
“If a certain event repeats itself over and over again, it means somewhere someone has destined it”
“For of what account are Truth and Love when Life itself has ceased to seem desirable?”