“I love the world, because I love the mind that created the world.”

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 greatest stock market you can invest in is yourself. Finding this truth is better than finding a gold mine.

Look at your life without the thought “Something terrible is going to happen.”

When we love what is, it becomes so simple to live in the world. The world is exactly as it should be.

A man’s mind grows narrow in a narrow place.

Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content: the quiet mind is richer than a crown.

I wore black because I liked it. I still do, and wearing it still means something to me. It’s still my symbol of rebellion — against a stagnant status quo, against our hypocritical houses of God, against people whose minds are closed to others’ ideas.

Giving comfort under affliction requires that penetration into the human mind, joined to that experience which knows how to soothe, how to reason, and how to ridicule; taking the utmost care never to apply those arts improperly.

The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.

I’m sure you have a theme: the theme of your life. You can embellish it or desecrate it, but it’s your theme, and as long as you follow it, you will experience harmony and peace of mind.

My dear friend, clear your mind of can’t.

Don’t think. That is the wrong way to bring anything back. Let it go. Sooner or later it will flash into your mind.