Mind is everything. There's nothing that it's not.

What we believe, we see.

I love what I think, and I'm never tempted to believe it. Thoughts are like the wind or the leaves on the trees or the raindrops falling. They're not personal, they don't belong to us, they just come and go. When they're met with understanding, they're friends.

There's no nightmare you can't wake yourself up from.

If your beliefs are stressful and you question them, you come to see that they aren't true - whereas prior to questioning, you absolutely believe them. How can you live in joy when you're believing thoughts that bring on sadness, frustration, anger, alienation, and loneliness?

No one can hurt me - that's my job.

The world is nothing but my perception of it. I see only through myself. I hear only through the filter of my story.