“The only time we suffer is when we believe a thought that argues with what is. When the mind is perfectly clear, what is is what we want.”

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.

Forgiveness is discovering that what you thought happened, didn’t.

Everyone is a mirror image of yourself-your own thinking coming back to you.

A weakened mind always sees everything through a black veil. The soul makes its own horizons; your soul is dark, which is why you see such a cloudy sky.

I think that everything is possible as long as you put your mind to it and you put the work and time into it. I think your mind really controls everything.

Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.

His mind is so open – so open that ideas simply pass through it.

The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.

If you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I’m. But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.

The one self- knowledge worth having is to know one’s own mind.

Could we have entered into the mind of Sir Isaac Newton, and have traced all the steps by which he produced his great works, we might see nothing very extraordinary in the process.