Affecting the world is obviously possible when we see people in the world who we really love and respect and we see how that they affect our lives.

Until you can love what is - everything, including the apparent violence and craziness - you're separate from the world, and you'll see it as dangerous and frightening.

Fear has only two causes: the thought of losing what you have or the thought of not getting what you want.

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

I stopped waiting for the world to give me what I wanted; I started giving it to myself.

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.

Suffering over things that have happened to us is nothing more than an argument with the past.