“Leave your existence to existence, stop caring for yourself so much and let the universe care for you; it is the best mother.”

You need nothing to be happy – you need something to be sad.

Be true to Love. Do not betray Her. Then, on the day that the forest of the mind bursts into flames, you will not run. You will remain silent and still; for this is when Love bears Her sweetest fruit: untouched Presence.

Giving energy to the mind, is like giving your neighbour a gun to shoot you with.

Something brought you here. Trust that it will satisfy its own intention to take you Home.

Some people know they are dreaming when they are asleep. You must also know you are dreaming when you wake-up. When you know you are dreaming when you wake up, then you are really waking up.

Attention pays attention to a lot of things, but when attention pays attention to attention, then there is a stillness, and that stillness introduces you to your Self.

Who reminds you to breathe and to beat your heart? Something is there, taking care.

Ignoring the mind is a beautiful sadhana. This is what many of the sages did. They ignored the mind out of existence. It loses its influence and its potency when it is ignored.

If you do not trust life to unfold, the mind takes over and it becomes a game of strategy, motivated by anxiety. This mistrust is unfair. Life has given us so much, and yet we do not trust it.

When you see what is not real, this laughter comes.

Face your fears and stop allowing the mind to hold you captive.

The greatest healing would be to wake up from what we are not.

Your urge to control life controls you.

Don’t belong to anything. Don’t belong to anyone. Just Be. Feel your Being first and foremost, and don’t compare or compete. Just Be your Being.

You ask, ‘How to live my life?’ But with the question you are suffocating life itself, for life is spontaneity.

Don’t try and save yourself. The self that is trying to be saved is not you.

Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.

My skin prickled and I looked back at the ocean. None of us ask for the things we inherit; they are thrust upon us, willy-nilly. Like The Marine.

In interviews, on the set, talking to people, I’ll just start talking about my parents’ divorce, and go on and on. My mom’s always like, ‘You don’t have to be that honest.

I’m extremely blessed to have the extraordinary mother that I have, and I don’t mean Diana Ross, I mean the mother. My mom paved a road that didn’t exist, as did Oprah.

When I was a baby, my mom used to have a dance school, and she used to teach classes there.

When you’re walking down the street or in the car just listening to the radio, and you’re, like , ‘Oh, that’s my song.’ You want to say, ‘Hey Mom!’ That never changes.

My mom helped me. I was very shy growing up, but my shyness sort of manifested in a big personality.

My mom didn’t adhere to any of those typical rules. She woke us up for school every morning, and was there at dinner or would call at bedtime. She never left for longer than a week. She recorded while we were sleeping.