A self - a me - exists in every thought and every emotion. Suffering arises through complete identification with thinking and emotions.

The past has no power over the present moment.

The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation but your thoughts about it.

When you become comfortable with uncertainty, infinite possibilities open up in your life.

When you complain, you make yourself a victim. Leave the situation, change the situation or accept it, all else is madness.

Stop looking outside for scraps of pleasure or fulfillment, for validation, security, or love - you have a treasure within that is infinitely greater than anything the world can offer.

When you live in complete acceptance of what is, that is the end of all drama in your life.

In today's rush we all think too much, seek too much, want too much and forget about the joy of just Being.

Observe your thoughts, don't believe them.

Some changes look negative on the surface but you will soon realize that space is being created in your life for something new to emerge.

You are not separate from the whole. You are one with the sun, the earth, the air. You don’t have a life. You are life.

We must transcend the illusion that money or power has any bearing on our worthiness as children of God.

I fully, fully concede that Secretary Hillary Clinton, who was secretary of State for four years, has more experience - hat is not arguable - in foreign affairs.

My younger years of modeling were really just filled with fun trips. I was doing catalogues for Alexander's and Bloomingdale's.

Most commit the same mistake with God that they do with their friends: they do all the talking.

Trust me, sunscreen is so, so, so important and so I always wear sunscreen, but I still get really tan.

In nature, everything has a job. The job of the fog is to beautify further the existing beauties!

In the theater, as in life, we prefer a villain with a sense of humor to a hero without one.

Arrogance repels the Lord; humility attracts the Lord.

What are you doing here?" she asked. "You forgot something when you left Halstead Hall," he said hoarsely. "What?" Her heart lept into her throat as he strode purposefully toward her. "Me.

If sleep is the apogee of physical relaxation, boredom is the apogee of mental relaxation. Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience.