When we stop looking for someone to complete us, we find completion in ourselves.

The history of your happiness is the history of your feeling connected.

A soul mate is not found. A soul mate is recognized.

Only love that continues to flow in the face of anger, blame, and indifference can be called love. All else is simply a transaction.

There is a difference between working hard to create a life that truly serves you and working hard to create a life that you’ve been told you should want.

Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.

There is no transcending our minds, only using them optimally.

The self-judging person will always judge others. The rubric we develop for ourselves, the measuring stick we put against our own mind and body, generalizes to every other human being.

Love is more abundant than we could possibly imagine. Just like there is more air than we could possibly breathe in, there is more love than we could possibly perceive.

The next stage of evolution is the evolution of perception, the evolution of the mind.

This is what a real teacher does: she opens the gates of our minds to the possibilities of the soul.

Families that feel together, heal together.

But here's a great thing about stories: they can be retold.

Any master skill in practice is about comprehending myriad elements and fitting them together in inspired ways that satisfy the objective.

I guess on a base level that's one of the first parental instincts that you have with children in Australia is learn to swim. Not only learn to swim but learn to swim strong.

After I was in an ambush, my uncles were happy - it was almost like a baptism.

Innocence is always unsuspicious.

You never have to be scared to look to the future for opportunity.

That seems to me the greatest American danger we're all in, that we'll bargain away the experience of being alive for the appearance of it.

What makes me cry? Anything bad related to my kids. The world.

I have mummy truths to tell Whereat the living mock, Though not for sober ear, For maybe all that hear Should laugh and weep an hour upon the clock.