When we focus on what is good and beautiful in someone, whether or not we think that they "deserve" it, the good and beautiful are strengthened merely by the light of our attention.

Alone-in moments of prayer or meditation, or simply in stillness-we breathe more deeply, see more fully, hear more keenly. We notice more, and in the process, we return to what is sacred.

Solitude is the soul's holiday, an opportunity to stop doing for others and to surprise and delight ourselves instead.

Growth and transformation occur not by changing who we are, but as we summon the courage to be who we are.

It has taken awhile, but I certainly do know it now ­­– the most wonderful gift I had, the gift I finally learned to cherish above all else, was the gift of all those perfectly ordinary days.

I can only bring peace to my children when I possess it myself.

We are the windows through which our children first see the world. Let us be conscious of the view.

Now I see that the journey was never meant to lead to some new and improved version of me; that it has always been about coming home to who I already am.

In stillness, we find our peace. Knowing peace at home, we bring peace into the world.

Stay focused on what is beautiful and abundant even as illness carves more and more of what you love away

Life finds its balance. Children grow up. Second chances come along. In the meantime, I could choose to savor this moment. What good would it do to allow annoyance to interfere with gratitude?

Within yourself is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself.

The highest level than can be reached by a mediocre but experienced mind is a talent for uncovering the weaknesses of those greater than itself.

Speak up when you're supposed to, as opposed to trying to write prescriptions for the way people should live.

I understand people have to go to work and earn money and bring up kids, but I always thought, "Why can't I just do what I want to do?"

I wonder if memory is true, and I know that it cannot be, but that one lives by memory nevertheless and not by truth.

I think I fail a bit less than everyone else.

We're more popular than Jesus now; I don't know which will go first, rock 'n' roll or Christianity.

The final weapon is the brain, all else is supplemental.

If you believe in light, you'll be in light, you don't have to face darkness.

You must learn to see men and women...as perfect beings advancing to become complete.