“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.”

How do I know it was meant to happen this way? Because it did.

It’s not the darkness that people fear; it’s what they imagine into the darkness.

If you want real control, drop the illusion of control; let life have you. It does anyway. You’re just telling yourself the story of how it doesn’t.

The miracle of love comes to you in the presence of the uninterpreted moment. If you are mentally somewhere else, you miss real life.

Discomfort is the call to set yourself free.

Until you can love what is – everything, including the apparent violence and craziness – you’re separate from the world, and you’ll see it as dangerous and frightening.

When we question our thoughts, we see that the craziness was never in the world, but in us.

It’s not easy to find your own way when you believe that you need love, approval, appreciation, or anything from your family. It’s particularly hard when you want them to see things your way.

It’s not possible to have a problem without believing a prior thought. To notice this simple truth is the beginning of peace.

Nothing comes ahead of its time, and nothing ever happened that didn’t need to happen.

Until the mind is open, the heart stays closed. The open mind is the key to the open heart.

When you discover that all happiness is inside you, the wanting and needing are over, and life gets very exciting.

When safety is our priority, we live our lives being very, very careful, and we wind up having no lives.

To argue with reality is to argue with God.

Every mind deserves to be free. When the mind is free, that’s the end of suffering.

For me, everything is God. Everything and everyone. So it was just, God needs me now, now, now.

Do not confuse the command to love with the disease to please.

What I’m not confused about is the world needing much more love, no hate, no prejudice, no bigotry and more unity, peace and understanding. Period.

Courage is confused with picking up arms and cowardness is confused with laying them down.

Before I came here I was confused about this subject. Having listened to your lecture I am still confused. But on a higher level.

When you finally accept that it’s OK not to have answers and it’s OK not to be perfect, you realize that feeling confused is a normal part of what it is to be a human being.

You can’t expect insights, even the big ones, to make you suddenly understand everything. But I figure: Hey it’s a step in the right direction if they leave you confused in a deeper way.

You can’t pay enough money to cure that feeling of being broken and confused.

Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!