All is well, all is well. Though everything is a mess, all is well.

No person on earth has the power to make you unhappy. There is no event on earth that has the power to disturb you or hurt you. No event, condition, situation, or person. Nobody told you this; they told you the opposite. That's why you're in the mess you're in right now. That is why you're asleep. They never told you this. But it's self-evident.

A man who took great pride in his lawn found himself with a large crop of dandelions. He tried every method he knew to get rid of them. Still they plagued him. Finally he wrote the department of agriculture. He enumerated all the things he had tried and closed his letter with the question: "What shall I do now?" In due course the reply came: "We suggest you learn to love them."

May the peace of God disturb you always.

When you are guilty, it is not your sins you hate but yourself.

There comes a point in your life when you become stark raving insane, commit suicide or become a mystic.

You sanctify whatever you are grateful for.