It's difficult to seek other people's love. It's deadly. In seeking it you lose what is genuine. This is the prison we create for ourselves as we seek what we already have.

Sleep just gives the ego a little time out. It has to stay strong in order to be something that it isn't.

Discomfort is the call to set yourself free.

Mind is infinitely creative. And when it's not stuck, that's where the joy comes from. Something happens, and the way we think about it, understand it, see it, is actually hilarious, whereas before it used to depress us.

We don't attach to people or to things; we attach to uninvestigated concepts that we believe to be true in the moment.

Without an uninvestigated story, there's only the perfection of life appearing as itself. You can always go inside and find the beauty that's revealed after the pain and fear are understood.

When I am perfectly clear, what is is what I want.