Any form of measuring yourself by the unkind action of another towards you is like looking into a badly fractured mirror... and then blaming yourself for the shattered image you see therein.

Your past is just that, the past, a place within your psyche with no more reality to it then the picture of a castle on a postcard is made from stone.

There is nothing as certain as silence, stillness, and solitude to introduce you to the secrets of yourself.

No truly conscious human being sabotages himself - it's impossible, because it's contrary to Nature.

Act on what you love, not from what you fear, and watch how fear fades as love grows.

You cannot separate the onset of a disturbing moment in life from the appearance of some simultaneous new possibility to know a deeper and more unshakable sense of peace.

If you love getting gifts - and who doesn't - then why not accept, with gratitude, the greatest gift there is: the present moment.