“Gratitude is what we are without a story.”

I love what I think, and I’m never tempted to believe it.

We’re all looking for love, in our confusion, until we find our way back to the realization that love is what we already are.

When you believe that your problem is caused by someone or something else, you become your own victim.

Happiness is the natural state for someone who knows that there’s nothing to know.

If people are living their lives for security and comfort and pleasure, then mind’s every waking moment will be plotting those things. That’s how it stays identified – as a body, as a you.

It’s quite an amazing experience to see the same life with and without the thought. We come to see how crazy a thought can make us when we believe it.

We may appear to be mean but we’re really only frightened.

Spare yourself from seeking love, approval, or appreciation-from anyone. And watch what happens in reality, just for fun.

I have had the privilege of losing everything.

God, as I use the word, is another name for what is. I always know God’s intention: It’s exactly what is in every moment.

I have never experienced a stressful feeling that wasn’t caused by attaching to an untrue thought. Behind every uncomfortable feeling, there’s a thought that isn’t true for us.

The mind’s job is to validate what it thinks.

If I want something, I go get it. Anything that I believe will stop me, I question.

There’s no nightmare you can’t wake yourself up from.

The world is what you believe it to be, and it changes as you change.

Life is simple. Everything happens for you, not to you.

The dream of the news is that it makes us care about other people and situations. But we cannot identify with people to whom we haven’t been introduced. Humans will only respond to art, to people who are skilled in making you care.

It was no longer her absence that wounded me, but my growing indifference to it. Forgetting, however calming, was also a reminder of infidelity to what I had at one time held so dear.

The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.

I’ve always been interested in films where you can identify with the actors.

If people are living their lives for security and comfort and pleasure, then mind’s every waking moment will be plotting those things. That’s how it stays identified – as a body, as a you.

So likewise in João Gilberto Noll, readers shouldn’t expect samba and Carnival and football. The Brazilian national identity is not one of his primary concerns.

Give up identification with this mass of flesh as well as with what thinks it a mass. Both are intellectual imaginations. Recognise your true self as undifferentiated awareness, unaffected by time, past, present or future, and enter Peace.

It’s not a little thing to lose your identification and who you believe yourself to be.