It is your right to be happy. This is what you were made for. And if you will not resist, happiness will find a way to pour from your heart and fill your days.

We feel understood by people who like us; misunderstood by people who don't -- and those feelings are probably realistic.

When I get to where I can enjoy just lying on the rug picking up lint balls, I will no longer be too ambitious.

I don't need a "reason" to be happy. I don't have to consult the future to know how happy I feel now.

Letting people in is largely a matter of not expending the energy to keep them out.

I can't be found in myself; I discover myself in others. That much is clear. And I suspect that I also love and care for myself in others.

The ego, as a collection of our past experiences, is continually offering miserable lines of thought. It's as if there were a stream with little fish swimming by, and when we hook one of them there is a judgment. The ego is constantly judging everybody and everything. It has its constant little chit chat about things that can happen in the future, things about the past, too, and these are the little fish that swim by. And what we learn to do-this is why it takes work-is to not reach out and grab a fish.