Thoughts are just what is. They appear. They're innocent. They're not personal.

Who I believed myself to be was a hopeless case. I would wake up in the mornings and notice I was still alive and breathing and hate God, hate myself, hate life, and contemplate ways of killing myself.

It's quite an amazing experience to see the same life with and without the thought. We come to see how crazy a thought can make us when we believe it.

People don't need sudden revelations. They get what they need when they need it, thought by thought by thought. It's a constant thing when the mind starts to wake up to itself.

Identify your painful thought, question it, and wake yourself up. No one else can.

The apparent craziness of the world, like everything else, is a gift that we can use to set our minds free.

I do whatever I can to serve peace. My job is the end of suffering.