“Feel that life likes you just the way you are; otherwise, it would have made you differently.”

I hope you find, as I did, that happiness comes from noticing and enjoying the little things in life.

Chinese landscape paintings often include tiny figures – as if to emphasize the grandeur of nature of which humankind is one small part.

Find your center and stay there. It will allow you to live your life to its maximum.

Accept periods of suffering with gratitude, knowing that suffering can teach you very important lessons.

Everyone gets the same twenty-four hours in a day, the difference is how you use it.

Wishing is good for us. Daydreams, fantasies, castles in the air, and aspirations All drive us forward, Impel us to make things happen. They also tell us a lot about ourselves.

Think of the world in these terms, as larger in scale than the human. This is a healthy corrective to the commonplace view that people own the land, which exists to serve their purposes. Think big and live small.

Happiness need not be analyzed.

A still tongue keeps a wise head.

A true smile is when the mouth and the heart coordinate with each other.

Our wishes come straight from our core, And they are loaded with vital information About who we are and who we can become. Keeping track of our wishes Helps us tap into the energy That propels us to go after our happiness.

Find your center and stay there.

See yourself as a small child, fragile and vulnerable, and breathe in. Smile with love to this small child within yourself, and breathe out.

Transgressions are to be understood and corrected, not dwelt upon or agonized over.

Right underneath your thoughts and negative emotions exists an ocean of love. You have but to quiet the mind to experience it.

Nobody wants to get hurt. Nobody wants to hurt anybody. We would all like to be able to live an uncluttered life.

You listen to a politician making a speech, and it is like hearing nothing. Whereas, music is unmistakably music.

My faith was tested like Job. That’s the message I try to tell other people: just because you believe in God, serve God, feed the hungry, clothe the naked, people gotta realize, it don’t mean things not gonna happen to you.

I equate Deadheads to people that like black licorice. There aren’t many people that like black licorice, but the ones that do, REALLY REALLY like it! Or buttermilk, or whatever.

I’m not the same man I used to be, I’m not out hell-raising, stuff like that. I am a changed man.

I like all the kinds of music I’ve been into. I’m certainly not a purist in that I will only play country licks in a country song or blues licks in blues stuff.

The fine, hair-like rootlets at the bottom and the microscopical cells of the leaves at the top.

If you value a man’s regard, strive with him. As to liking, you like your newspaper – and despise it.