We Travel To Open Our Hearts And

For More And More Of Us, Home Has Really Less To Do With A Piece Of Soil Than, You Could Say, With A Piece Of Soul. If Somebody Suddenly Asks Me, "where's Your Home?" I Think About My Sweetheart Or My Closest Friends Or The Songs That Travel With Me Wherever I Happen To Be.

It's Impressive That A Man [dalai Lama], On The Day After His Nobel Prize Was Announced, In October, 1989, Said To Me, "i Really Wonder If My Efforts Are Enough?" Most Of Us, If We Just Won The Nobel Prize, Would Think This Is Vindication, Or At Last There's A Chance For Tibet. He's The Rare Person Who Thinks, As A Buddha Would, "i Don't Know If I've Done Enough, I Don't Know If I Will Do Enough."

When One Questions [dalai Lama's] Political Actions, It Is Worth Remembering That He's The Single Most Experienced Politician On The Planet At This Moment.

What Is Fascinating About A Place Like Los Angeles Airport Is That It Is Lots And Lots Of People, Many Of Whom Have Saved Up All Their Lives And Channeled All Of Their Energies Toward Coming To The Promised Land Of Abundance And Plenty - The American Dream. But As Soon As They Arrive Here They Get A Crash Course In The American Reality.

None Of The Things In Life - Like Love Or Faith - Was Arrived At By Thinking; Indeed, One Could Almost Define The Things That Mattered As The Ones That Came As Suddenly As Thunder.