Can you imagine what it would be like to all of a sudden see another color that nobody else sees?

I didn't know what I was looking for, but I knew whatever it was that I was looking for was real.

You cannot think your way out of a box made of thought.

The presence of real love in the world inspires me.

Even if somebody tells us something, the hit, the light goes on inside of us, not out there. We learn and understand everything within ourselves.

The heart is like a mirror. When we dust it off, we are able to see ourselves. The dust is all our stuff - guilt, anger - this stuff is reflected back to us. Practice removes the dust from the mirror of our hearts.

It's inexplicable why somebody can lose a leg and it doesn't effect them at all emotionally; and another person can lose a foot and be destroyed for the rest of their lives.