Thank God for what doesn't need healing.

We drop like pebbles into the ponds of each other's souls, and the orbit of our ripples continues to expand, intersecting with countless others.

Everyday brings a choice: to practice stress or to practice peace.

May I be at peace. May I awaken to the light of my own true nature. May I be healed and may I be the source of healing for others.

The question is not whether we will barbecue, but how we will barbecue.

Healing is the rediscovery of who we are and who we have always been.

Learning to listen to ourselves is a way of learning to love ourselves.

When we are capable of living in the moment free from the tyranny of "shoulds," free from the nagging sensation that this moment isn't right, we will have peaceful hearts.

The question is not if we are going to die or not, but how are we going to live.

Every act of kindness and compassion toward others gets multiplied when they, in turn, pass it on. One by one the world becomes a better place. Service is indeed the gift that keeps on giving.

Forgiveness ... is the finishing of old business that allows us to experience the present, free of contamination from the past.

So that, logically, in the brief time allotted to us, we should be as kind to one another as is humanly possible and face the harsh facts of reality without fear or flinching.

The unprepared mind cannot see the outstretched hand of opportunity.

Every day your memory grows dimmer - it doesn't haunt me like it did before.

I can get quite down on myself because if people don't like what you're doing, it's hard.

If someone loves you, they can fall out of love with you but they're probably going to keep fearing you. That's where we are with [Donald] Trump.

Positive secularism is not tolerance of all religions, but it is the total denial of religious beliefs: it is the emergence of homogeneous human outlook which is based upon verifiable facts of life.

I've been very fortunate - You only can do what you're offered, you know?

Because we fail to listen to each other's stories, we are becoming a fragmented human race.

The international community should treat this as a window of opportunity to ramp up preparedness and response.

Some truths should perhaps be left unsaid. Some doors unopened. An angel once told me to let go of the ills I held too close, to let go of the flaws that shaped me.