“When we shift from negatively complaining to positively affirming, conditions change. Then complaining is no longer the operative law in our life-freedom is.”

This is our moment. This is our destiny. It’s a good destiny.

We are unlimited beings. We have no ceiling.

The enlightened give thanks for what most people take for granted.

If you are not thinking for yourself, someone else is thinking for you. Choose for yourself and become free from society’s undertow. The Universe is ready to support you.

Ah, the first step in humility: Listening.

Be for something and against nothing.

You can begin to shape your own destiny by the attitude that you keep.

When we radiate the warmth of our love-energy, our compassion-energy on the planet, we shine the qualities of our Source!

I am available to more good than I have ever experienced, imagined, or realized before in my life.

Creation is always happening. Every time and individual has a thought, or a prolonged chronic way of thinking, they’re in the creation process. Something is going to manifest out of those thoughts.

When it comes to love as a spiritual manifestation, it is an experience of utter surrender to that which is greater than any concept of love can define.

If the grass is greener somewhere else, start watering your own lawn!

A bad day for the ego is a good day for the soul.

When one begins to really feel into the spiritual dimension of their beings, they bump into love. They bump into compassion. They bump into beauty.

Trust, practice, and then release yourself into the goodness of Existence and your life will prove that what you believe, you see.

Affirmations don’t make something happen; they make something welcome.

Everyone has to make their own decisions. I still believe in that. You just have to be able to accept the consequences without complaining.

When I find him to be envious, carping, spiteful, hating the successes of others, and complaining that the world has never done enough for him, I am apt to doubt whether his humility before God will atone for his want of manliness.

I have for myself no conceivable complaint to make, and yet for American literature in general, and its standing in a country where industrialism and finance and science flourish and the only arts that are vital and respected are architecture and the film, I have a considerable complaint.

So many complaints boil down to the belly ache of the fragile, mortal, ignored ego in a vast and indifferent universe.

There has not been a significant complaint. We have to wait to see what the outcome of the counting is.

I stopped complaining about things I didn’t have, and poured gratitude for what I did. Life became lighter and more fulfilling. Desire didn’t hold onto me like it earlier did. Happiness filled in like light, and life started to feel like a blessing.

Always bring money along with your complaints.

Complaint is a prayer to the devil.