The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of thingsstop being a glass. Become a lake.

Even when clouds grow thick, the sun still pours its light earthward.

Each of us is born with an incorruptible spot of grace.

Even if one glimpses God, there are cuts and splinters and burns along the way.

Each soul on earth is complete unto itself.

A successful creative expression is one in which the person who has expressed it was transformed for having encountered it

Each of us carries some wisdom waiting to be discovered at the center of our experience. Everything we meet, if faced and held, reveals a part of that wisdom.