“It only takes one clear person to have a good relationship.”

God, as I use the word, is another name for what is. I always know God’s intention: It’s exactly what is in every moment.

I have never experienced a stressful feeling that wasn’t caused by attaching to an untrue thought. Behind every uncomfortable feeling, there’s a thought that isn’t true for us.

The mind’s job is to validate what it thinks.

If I want something, I go get it. Anything that I believe will stop me, I question.

There’s no nightmare you can’t wake yourself up from.

The world is what you believe it to be, and it changes as you change.

Life is simple. Everything happens for you, not to you.

To exclude anything that appears in your universe is not love. Love joins with everything. It doesn’t exclude the monster. It doesn’t avoid the nightmare – it looks forward to it.

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.

We had many more points of agreement than we had points of difference, but we did differ, and the bigger we got, the more insistent we got that each one of us should have his way.

No one dare disturb the sound of silence.

One man by delaying saved the state for us.

One that hath wine as a chain about his wits, such a one lives no life at all.

He who civilly shows the way to one who has missed it, is as one who has lighted another’s lamp from his own lamp; it none the less gives light to himself when it burns for the other.

And in this fashion learns to know oneself,

He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.

A mouse never entrusts his life to only one hole.