There is nothing to do, just be. Do nothing. Be. No climbing mountains and sitting in caves. I do not even say "be yourself" since you do not know yourself. Just be.

Instead of searching for what you do not have, find out what it is that you have never lost.

Shift your attention from words to silence and you will hear.

Whatever happens, happens to you by you, through you; you are the creator, enjoyer and destroyer of all you perceive.

We miss the real by lack of attention, and create the unreal by excess of imagination.

You cannot transcend what you do not know. To go beyond yourself, you must know yourself.

There is only life, there is nobody who lives a life.

The consciousness in you and the consciousness in me, apparently two, really one, seek unity and that is love.

The problem is not yours - it is your mind's only. Begin by disassociating yourself from your mind. Resolutely remind yourself that you are not the mind and that its problems are not yours.

As you watch your mind, you discover your self as the watcher. When you stand motionless, only watching, you discover your self as the light behind the watcher.

Sometimes I feel I am everything, I call that Love. Sometimes I feel I am nothing, I call that Wisdom. Between Love and Wisdom my life continuously flows.

Boards without women - blacklist those suckers. It's 2011. They've had the time - it's significant that they don't have women.

When I throw a curve that hangs and it goes for a hit, I want to chew up my glove.

her age was that indeterminate mixture of everlasting youth and anticipated wisdom which is the glory and the curse of genius.

I believe in angels, so it's simple.

She is, above all else, tired; she wants more than anything to return to her bed and her book. The world, this world, feels suddenly stunned and stunted, far from everything.

People who are wise, good, smart, skillful, or hardworking don't need politics, they have jobs.

It's one thing to go through a crisis grandly, yet quite another to go through every day glorifying God when there is no witness, no limelight, and no one paying even the remotest attention to us.

...they'd just tell you to turn the other cheek, wouldn't they?...Trouble is, Mrs. Dowdel observed, after you've turned the other cheek four times, you run out of cheeks.

I'm fortunate enough not to be poor, and I'm not a bad tipper.

I may be able to put a good book tape on in the car on the way home and I will have a smile on my face.