“If we could be mindful of how short our time is, we might learn how precious each day is.” — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
Either we are in the universe to inhabit the eternity of our souls and grow real, or else we might as well dedicate our days to shopping and kill time watching talk-shows, — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
I always was kind of on the edge of the church when I was fully in it , cos I was always asking the… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
Real friendship or love is not manufactured or achieved by an act of will or intention. Friendship is always an act of recognition. — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
It is lovely to meet an old person whose face is deeply lined, a face that has been deeply inhabited, to look in the… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
“For Someone Awakening To The Trauma of His or Her Past: For everything under the sun there is a time. This is the season… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
It is a strange and wonderful fact to be here, walking around in a body, to have a whole world within you and a… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
“If we could be mindful of how short our time is, we might learn how precious each day is.” — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
If you try to avoid or remove the awkward quality, it will pursue you. The only effective way to still its unease is to… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
A friend is a loved one who awakens your life in order to free the wild possibilities within you. — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
“There is a poetic import to the phrase ‘without a shadow of a doubt’: in all probability, there is no doubt without a shadow.… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
If you allow yourself to be the person you are then everything will come into rhythm. — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
Much of the stress and emptiness that haunt us can be traced back to our lack of attention to beauty. Internally, the mind becomes… — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
Consumerism is the worship of the god of quantity; advertising is its liturgy. Advertising is schooling in false longing. — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
