“Apocalypse does not point to a fiery Armageddon but to the fact that our ignorance and our complacency are coming to an end.”

When you follow your bliss, you begin to meet people who are in the field of your bliss, and they open the doors to you.

The dreamer and his dream are the same…the powers personified in a dream are these that move the world.

If there were already a path, it would have to be someone else’s; the whole point is to find your own way.

Life is like arriving late for a movie, having to figure out what was going on without bothering everybody with a lot of questions, and then being unexpectedly called away before you find out how it ends.

You must have a place to which you can go in your heart, your mind, or your house, almost every day, where you do not owe anyone and where no one owes you – a place that simply allows for the blossoming of something new and promising.

Nothing can happen to you that is not positive. Even though it looks and feels at the moment like a negative crisis, it is not. The crisis throws you back, and when you are required to exhibit strength, it comes.

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.

Follow your bliss. The heroic life is living the individual adventure. There is no security in following the call to adventure. Nothing is exciting if you know what the outcome is going to be.

The hero journey is inside of you; tear off the veils and open the mystery of your self.

You become mature when you become the authority of your own life.

Wisdom and foolishness are practically the same. Both are indifferent to the opinions of the world.

And so Galahad decided that it would be a disgrace to set off on a quest with the other knights. Alone he would enter the dark forest where there was no path. This is the myth of The Hero’s Journey.

Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again and again.

The god you worship is the one you’re capable of becoming.

I don’t believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.

God is a metaphor for that which transcends all levels of intellectual thought. It’s as simple as that.