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

The poor think they will be happy when they become rich. The rich think they will be happy when they are rid of their ulcers.

When you get rid of your fear of failure, your tensions about succeeding... you can be yourself. Relaxed. You'll no longer be driving with your brakes on.

Any time you are with anyone or think of anyone you must say to yourself: I am dying and this person too is dying, attempting the while to experience the truth of the words you are saying. If every one of you agrees to practice this, bitterness will die out, harmony will arise.

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

Problems only exist in the human mind.

Loneliness is not cured by human company. Loneliness is cured by contact with reality.