Love exists in itself, not relying on owning or being owned.

All beings want to be happy, yet so very few know how. It is out of ignorance that any of us cause suffering, for ourselves or for others

To reteach a thing its loveliness is the nature of metta. Through lovingkindness, everyone & everything can flower again from within.

When we practice metta, we open continuously to the truth of our actual experience, changing our relationship to life.

By practicing meditation we establish love, compassion, sympathetic joy & equanimity as our home.

To relinquish the futile effort to control change is one of the strengthening forces of true detachment & thus true love.

With attachment all that seems to exist is just me & that object I desire.

Like water poured from one vessel to another, metta flows freely, taking the shape of each situation without changing its essence.

We can understand the inherent radiance & purity of our minds by understanding metta. Like the mind, metta is not distorted by what it encounters.

Buddha first taught metta meditation as an antidote: as a way of surmounting terrible fear when it arises.

The manifestation of the free mind is said to be lovingkindness, compassion, sympathetic joy, and equanimity.

The dead know everything but they don't give a damn.

For what avail the plough or sail, or land or life, if freedom fail?

If Hemingway is to believed, poverty is an invaluable school for a writer. Poverty makes a man clear-sighted. And so on. It's interesting that Hemingway realized this only when he became rich.

If a leader goes with their gut, it should be after listening first to people they trust.

People are ready to take the good things into their minds! Give them good and right ideas; they will immediately take them as if they are taking beautiful flowers!

I think declaring a no fly zone over foreign soil is tantamount to an act of war.

The progressive development of man [has as its] ultimate purpose the complete mastery of mind over the material world.

Man is physical as well as metaphysical, a thing of shreds and patches, borrowed unequally from good and bad ancestors, and a misfit from the start.

I always keep my guard up with guys and I guess that can get in the way sometimes. I can make them go through hell.

You kill me and I'll see that you never work in this town again.