The truth never becomes clear as long as we assume that each one of us, individually, is the center of the universe.

Happiness that is sought for ourselves alone can never be found.

What I wear is pants. What I do is live. How I pray is breathe.

One of the first things to learn if you want to be a contemplative is to mind your own business. Nothing is more suspicious, in a man who seems holy, than an impatient desire to reform other men.

Contemplative living is living in true relationship with oneself, God, others and nature, free of the illusions of separateness.

But if you want to identify me, ask me not where I live, or what I like to eat, or how I comb my hair, but ask me what I think I am living for.

Today will never come again.