“Never compare your insides to everyone else’s outsides.”

Here are the two best prayers I know: ‘Help me, help me, help me’ and ‘Thank you, thank you, thank you.

To love yourself as you are is a miracle, and to seek yourself is to have found yourself for now. And now is all we have, and love is who we are.

Getting into a new relationship is like pouring Miracle-Gro on your character defects.

Laughter is a bubbly, effervescent form of holiness.

Or you might shout at the top of your lungs or whisper into your sleeve, “I hate you, God.” That is a prayer too, because it is real, it is truth, and maybe it is the first sincere thought you’ve had in months.

Butterflies and birds are like one perfect teaspoon of creation.

You can get the monkey off your back, but the circus never leaves town.

If we stay where we are, where we’re stuck, where we’re comfortable and safe, we die there… When nothing new can get in, that’s death.

I do not know much about God and prayer, but I have come to believe over the last twenty-five years, that there’s something to be said about keeping prayer simple. Help, Thanks, Wow.

Hope begins in the dark.

My mind is a neighborhood I try not to go into alone.

Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.

I can tell you that what you’re looking for is already inside you.

And she is going to dance, dance hungry, dance full, dance each cold astonishing moment, now when she is young and again when she is old.

Don’t look at your feet to see if you are doing it right. Just dance.

I’m human, you’re human, let me greet your humanness. Let’s be people together for a while.

There are billions of people in the world & I keep comparing everyone with you.

Success is not measured by what you do compared to what somebody else does. Success is measured by what you do compared to what you are capable of doing.

It’s useful to compare our preparations for epidemics with our preparations for war.

The sexual embrace can only be compared with music and with prayer.

Public opinion is a weak tyrant compared with our own private opinion.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.

When you are content to be simply yourself and don’t compare or compete, everyone will respect you.

Nothing compares to the emptiness we both share.