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

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.

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.

Nothing can trouble you but your own imagination.

Pony Lords, jump for your lives—AAH!

In 2004, we had a great year, with Samit Patel, Liam Plunkett, Tim Bresnan, Luke Wright, Alistair Cook. Some groups are not quite as strong.

I am older and have more control over my empathy,' said Qwan. 'That's why I didn't throw up.' And having said that, he threw up.

In every photographer there is something of a stroller.

When we're hurting, it does not give us a license to hurt others.

To achieve something you have never achieved before you must become someone you have never been.

We need to raise our voices a little more, even as they say to us, 'This is so uncharacteristic of you.' Invisibility is not a natural state for anyone.

You can put down a bad book; you can avoid listening to bad music; but you cannot miss the ugly tower block opposite your house.

You can never have too much sky.

It was a kiss made in lonely dreams. A kiss that took its time. A kiss that felt so right she couldn't remember all the reasons it was wrong.