I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me.

She might be without country, without nation, but inside her there was still a being that could exist and be free, that could simply say I am without adding a this, or a that, without...

The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself.

A self needed to spill out sometimes, a body should show evidence of what the hell went on inside it.

Maybe your country is only a place you make up in your own mind. Something you dream about and sing about. Maybe it’s not a place on the map at all, but just a story...

In yourself right now is all the place you’ve got.

This is my simple religion. No need for temples. No need for complicated philosophy. Your own mind, your own heart is the temple. Your philosophy is simple kindness.

Phoebe Marks was a person who never lost her individuality. Silent and self-contained, she seemed to hold herself within herself, and take no colour from the outer world.

For it is in your power to retire into yourself whenever you choose.