You will soon discover that in matters of the heart, memories are much kinder than reality
I don't think it really matters, who plays first. Whatever they do, they do.
It doesn't matter where you are coming from. All that matters is where you are going.
What matters is to aid others, to have a group dream.
No distinction seems to be more obvious than that between spiritual and temporal matters. Yet whenever they have been made objects of Legislation, they have clashed and contended with each other, till one or the other has gained the supremacy.
I'm still dominant and that's what matters,. . . But rain, snow, sleet, it doesn't matter. I'm going to go out and try and win a gold medal.
Anyone who doesn't take truth seriously in small matters cannot be trusted in large ones either.
I feel that there has been progress made since I was a boy on matters of race, but we have a long way to go.
It matters not to me what I do, or what I suffer, so long as I abide loveingly united to God's will - that is my whole business.
Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.
What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs.
This work of connecting our light to the world does not need to be done through a mass movement, or by millions of people. . . . The real work is always done by a small number of individuals. What matters is the level of participation: whether we dare to make a real commitment to the work of the soul.
I lost some friends when I made the move, but if that's what matters to them, then they're not really friends at all.
Forms of government matter, in my opinion. It matters how -- the nature of the government in which people live.
At the heart of each spiritual tradition is the question of how to be in the world without losing what matters, and whether living an awakened life is of any use if we don't bring what matters to bear on the world.
How far we travel in life matters far less than those we meet along the way.
Your love to others, and their love for you, that the increase of love in life itself around you, is what matters.
When something feels real, you don’t make any apologies for it. When it feels good to you, nothing else matters. Everything else is just noise.
Cleanliness and order are not matters of instinct; they are matters of education, and like most great things, you must cultivate a taste for them.
I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw.