The inability to open up to hope is what blocks trust, and blocked trust is the reason for blighted dreams.

I would like to spend the rest of my days in a place so silent–and working at a pace so slow–that I would be able to hear myself living.

Smile with face, smile with mind, and good energy will come to you and clean away dirty energy.

We have hands; we can stand on them if we want to. That's our privilege. That's the joy of a mortal body. And that's why God needs us. Because God loves to feel things through our hands.

I thought about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.

You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.

I had a great teacher in India who said to me, 'If you think you're spiritual and evolved and enlightened, go home for Christmas.'