“Your fellow man is your mirror. If your own face is clean, the image you perceive will also be flawless. But should you look upon your fellow man and see a blemish, it is your own imperfection that you are encountering – you are being shown what it is that you must correct within yourself.”

If the Bible didn’t show us the weaknesses, the vulnerabilities, the sins of our heroes, we might have deep questions about their true virtue.

A broom sweeps clean, and itself becomes soiled; cleanse yourself of those offenses of which you may feel guilty.

Everything above and below is one unity.

There is no room for God in the man who is filled with himself.

Fear builds walls to bar the light.

The world is full of wonders and miracles but man takes his little hand and covers his eyes and sees nothing.

I am going out one door, and shall go through another.

From every human being there rises a light.

Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.” Why? Because every human being has a root in the Unity, and to reject the minutest particle of the Unity is to reject it all.

Forgetfulness leads to exile while remembrance is the secret of redemption.

When a father complains that his son has taken to evil ways, what should he do? Love him more than ever.

Everybody is unique. Compare not yourself with anybody else lest you spoil God’s curriculum.

Before you can find God, you must lose yourself.

Telling the proper stories is as if you were approaching the throne of Heaven in a fiery chariot.

Whenever feeling downcast, each person should vitally remember, “For my sake, the entire world was created.”

For my sake, the entire world was created.

Above all, I feel a quiet pride that for the rest of my days I can look at myself in the mirror and know that once upon a time I was good enough. Good enough to call myself a member of the SAS. Some things don’t have a price tag.

There comes a time when it is vitally important for your spiritual health to drop your clothes, look in the mirror, and say, ‘Here I am. This is the body-like-no-other that my life has shaped. I live here. This is my soul’s address

Yoga is a mirror to look at ourselves from within.

All relationships are your mirrors and all people are your teachers.

Our ability to destroy ourselves is the mirror image of our ability to save ourselves.

I sell mirrors in the city of the blind.

And there in the mirror staring into your shadows eyes red nosed and mascara freckled you’ll recognize yourself again.

When we share art we extend a hand. We hold a mirror. We adjust our focus. We hold each other. We weave a collaborative story. Together.