The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift.

Man’s mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions.

Quiet minds can’t be perplexed or frightened, but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.

Age is a question of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.