“Another hidden sacrifice, one of great spiritual beauty and of powerful efficacy in the healing of human sorrows.”

The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power for good. The calmness of mind is one of the beautiful jewels of wisdom.

As the reaper of his own harvest, man learns both of suffering and bliss

They themselves are makers of themselves.

Disease and health, like circumstances, are rooted in thought.

Into your hands will be placed the exact results of your own thoughts; you will receive that which you earn; no more, no less.

Men are anxious to improve their circumstances but are unwilling to improve themselves.

Until thought is linked with purpose there is no intelligent accomplishment.

Not what he wishes and prays for does a man get, but what he justly earns. His wishes and prayers are only gratified and answered when they harmonize with his thoughts and actions.

He thinks in secret, and it comes to pass: the environment is but a looking glass.

Whether you be a man or woman you will never do anything in this world without courage. It is the greatest quality of the mind next to honor.

Thoughts of malice, envy, disappointment, despondency, rob the body of its health and grace.

All that a man achieves and all that he fails to achieve is the direct result of his own thoughts.

Let a man radically alter his thoughts, and he will be astonished at the rapid transformation it will effect in the material conditions of his life.

You will be what you will to be.

Thought is the fount of action, life, and manifestation; make the fountain pure, and all will be pure.

Good thoughts and actions can never produce bad results; bad thoughts and actions can never produce good results.

I hope in my next life I am able to heal the pain I caused you.

You’ll know you’ve healed when you find gratitude in the pain that once broke you.

We heal by following the example of the healed.

Breaking things as a child seemed so easy, than fixing broken things as a adult.

Time only heals the wounds we are willing to face.

Tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine. Love is found in knowing. Seeing and being seen. This is how we heal.

Brokenness is the bow from which God launches the arrow of healing.

I was told I could break free if I wanted to. That my wings would mend with time. But how can I mend a part of me that was never built to weather a storm?