Thich Nhat Hanh has the ability to express some of the most profound teachings of interdependence and emptiness I've ever heard. With the eloquence of a poet, he holds up a sheet of paper and teaches us that the rain cloud and the tree and the logger who cut the tree down are all there in the paper. He's been one of the most significant carriers of the lamp of the dharma to the West that we have had.

We can easily become loyal to our suffering … but it's not the end of the path.

Indifference is a misguided way of defending ourselves.

To undertake a genuine spiritual path is not to avoid difficulties but to learn the art of making mistakes wakefully, to bring them to the transformative power of our heart.

The purpose of a spiritual discipline is to give us a way to stop the war, not by our force of will, but organically, through understanding an gradual training.

We don't know all the reasons that propel us on a spiritual journey, but somehow our life compels us to go.

Within each of us there is a silence as vast as the universe. We long for it. We can return to it.