I Think Of The Dalai Lama As

Like The Moon On The Water, In A Way. When You Confront A Zen Master, What You're Really Seeing Are Not His Limitations But Yours.

You Can See Exile As Loss, And Then It Will Be A Loss For You. You Can Treat It As Opportunity And Then All Kinds Of Benefits Accrue.

Writing Should ... Be As Spontaneous And Urgent As A Letter To A Lover, Or A Message To A Friend Who Has Just Lost A Parent ... And Writing Is, In The End, That Oddest Of Anomalies: An Intimate Letter To A Stranger

For Centuries, Cubas Greatest Resource Has Been Its People.

A Comma . . . Catches The Gentle Drift Of The Mind In Thought, Turning In On Itself And Back On Itself, Reversing, Redoubling, And Returning Along The Course Of Its Own Sweet River Music; While The Semicolon Brings Clauses And Thoughts Together With All The Silent Discretion Of A Hostess Arranging Guests Around Her Dinner Table.