“The Ego’s job is to kill everything but itself.”

It’s not the problem that causes our suffering; it’s our thinking about the problem.

We begin to not be human, as we’ve known it, any longer. But to be just creative minds and action, whereas right now we’re confused minds and actions, and our environment mirrors that back to us.

It makes sense that no one else can cause you pain. That’s your job.

When they attack you and you notice that you love them with all your heart, your Work is done.

Whatever it takes for you to find your freedom, that’s what you’ve lived.

The opening to reality, as it really is, is beauty.

Love is action. It’s clear, it’s kind, it’s effortless, and it’s irresistible.

No one has ever been angry at another human being-we’re only angry at our story of them.

Forgiveness is discovering that what you thought happened, didn’t.

Everyone is a mirror image of yourself-your own thinking coming back to you.

It’s good that it hurts. Pain is the signal that you’re confused, that you’re in a lie.

The world is nothing but my perception of it. I see only through myself. I hear only through the filter of my story.

Your suffering is never caused by the person you’re blaming.

You either believe what you think or you question it. There’s no other choice.

You would be amazed at who people are once you know yourself.

What you’re believing in the moment creates your suffering or your happiness.

Over the past few years, the road to confrontation has shown its consequences: loss of innocent lives, destruction and fear. Most costly, however, was the loss of hope.

Extremists, who thrive on conflict; who do not tolerate diversity; who seek power through division and destruction.

There is neither creation nor destruction, neither destiny nor free will, neither path nor achievement. This is the final truth.

For it would have been better that man should have been born dumb, nay, void of all reason, rather than that he should employ the gifts of Providence to the destruction of his neighbor.

When you master the art of being alone, darling you are indestructible.

Poetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.

It felt as if the sky would collapse into itself when she was near, a beautifully destructive chaotic thing.

The official Hamas charter calls for the murder of Jews and destruction of the Jewish state.