“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.”

You don’t experience anxiety unless you’re attached to a thought that isn’t true for you. It’s that simple.

No-one can disappoint you, only your thoughts about them can.

We suffer only until we realize that we can’t know anything.

Any stressful thought that you have about the planet, for example, shows you where you are stuck, where your energy is being exhausted in not fully meeting life as it is, without conditions.

Placing the blame or judgment on someone else leaves you powerless to change your experience; taking responsibility for your beliefs and judgments gives you the power to change them.

There is nothing that isn’t true if you believe it; and nothing is true, believe it or not.

Suffering over things that have happened to us is nothing more than an argument with the past.

When you think that someone or something other than yourself needs to change, you’re mentally out of your business.

I’m most inspired whenever I hear of even the smallest act of human kindness.

What would it be like to let go of wanting things to be other than they are?

Thinking that what you want equals what’s best for you is a dead end.

Pay close attention to the particular thoughts you use to deprive yourself of happiness.

I can find only three kinds of business in the Universe: mine, yours, and God’s.

If you think the cause of your problem is ‘out there,’ you’ll try to solve it from the outside. Take the shortcut: solve it from within.

Thought the mind can justify itself faster than the speed of light, it can be stopped through the act of writing.

You might believe that it’s only for their own good, but how does it feel when you try to manipulate the people you love? Are you teaching them that your love is conditional? Maybe through inquiry we can find another way.

The world is illusory, Only Brahman is real, Brahman is the world

The search “Who am I” ends in the annihilation of the illusory “I” and the Self which remains over will be as clear as a gooseberry in the palm of one’s hand.

Bliss is a thing which is always there and is not something which comes and goes. That which comes and goes is a creation of the mind.

Maybe I expected you to be something that you were just never going to be.

I think that in life, being is nothing but an illusion. If we acknowledge that and accept the fact that we are in between states, that we are moving, and this movement is the nature of our lives

Illusions must be out to death. That is the cruelty of growing up.

If my former self and my current self met for coffee, they’d get along OK, but they’d both probably walk out of the Starbucks shaking their heads and saying to themselves, “That guy is kinda delusional.”

The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.