If my heart is set on pursuing real treasures, my mind must be fixed solely on the privilege of enjoying them and freed of the obsession of owning them.

It is when the house has fallen and the precious collections of my life lay in scattered ruins all around me that I suddenly realize that I built a whole lot of house, but I forgot to build any kind of foundation.

The key to understanding if something is truly precious is to ask if we can hold it, for things truly precious cannot be held.

Friendship cannot be bought, traded or bartered. You won’t find it on sale, and there’s never a coupon for it. Truly priceless things can only be given.

Things becomes invisible at the very moment I refuse to grant them importance. And while I am utterly ashamed to admit it, many of the most important things in my life are invisible.

In a very tragic kind of way, sometimes things have to be gone before I fully realize that they were ever there.

There are often two sets of goals in life: those that we establish, and those that really matter.