A kind life...is fundamentally a life of courage.

Because we do not rest we lose our way...Poisoned by the hypnotic belief that good things come only through unceasing determination and tireless effort, we never truly rest. And for want of rest, our lives are in danger.

The last place we tend to look for healing is within ourselves.

The more spacious and larger our fundamental nature, the more bearable the pains in living.

To pray is no small thing. It is nothing less than a sacred pilgrimage into the heart of the whole world.

Even in the middle of a hurricane, the bottom of the sea is calm. As the storm rages and the winds howl, the deep waters sway in gentle rhythm, a light movement of fish and plant life. Below there is no storm.

Like a path through the forest, Sabbath creates a marker for ourselves so, if we are lost, we can find our way back to our center.