To Change the World

James Mawdsley, England

If we want to fight against wickedness in the world, if we want to reduce the amount of evil, then there is only one place where we are guaranteed success. That is in the fight against the wickedness in our own hearts. Each of us has greed, and pride, and anger, and hatred. We can all strive to overcome these faults and there is no one in the world but ourselves who can stop us from succeeding.
To change the world, change oneself. Learn to love.

Il cielo in una stanza

Gino Paoli, Italy

This is why we are here

Oleguer Sarsanedas, Spain

(Submitted by the author)

The art of living, like the art of loving, is about listening to one's soul - that is, one's heart and consciousness. This is why we are here.

Strength and Courage

Lao Zi, China

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.

Love the Invisible

Jeanne Veillette Bowerman, USA

How often do you reach out to another human?

On Good Friday, I was at Penn Station. A homeless man politely approached me and asked for money. His pitch was eloquent, heartfelt, and with wonderful eye contact. I was marveled by his intelligence.

Liquor seeped from his breath, and a cane supported his frail body, but I couldn’t help but wonder what his story was. If he were a character in my script or novel, what would I learn from him? What would his arc be? But this man wasn’t fiction. He was real, and he indeed needed help.

We love life

Friedrich Nietzsche, Germany

We love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving.


Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., USA

I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.


Mira Nair, India

Our parents' generation had everything we have, but it is just a different language, and it is deeper than any language we know. I’m interested in people who are strangers and who fall in love versus today's lack of courtship: of how you fall in love or fall in lust. It is such a different style. I believe romance must have been far more acute in their generation.

Extraños en la Noche (Strangers in the Night), 'El Pescaílla' version

Antonio González ('El Pescaílla'), Spain


Debra Landwehr Engle, USA

(Submitted by the author)

Sabra died on March 11, 2000, one day following her tenth birthday. A full-bred malamute, she pranced down the street, commanding the attention of passers-by. People often stopped their cars, rolled down their windows, and stared at her. “Is that a wolf?” they’d ask. I’d tell them her breed, she’d cock her head and look at them with her brown eyes, and we’d walk on. I didn’t tell them the real answer: she was a gentle soul in a dog suit.

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