The best cure for the body is a quiet mind.

People are not disturbed by things, but by the view they take of them.

Mindfulness helps you go home to the present. And every time you go there and recognize a condition of happiness that you have, happiness comes.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.

I hesitate to use a pathologizing label, but underneath the so-called narcissistic personality is definitely shame and the paralyzing fear of being ordinary.

The sovereign cure for worry is prayer.

I’m addicted to placebos.

We never look deeply into the quality of a tree; we never really touch it, feel its solidity, its rough bark, and hear the sound that is part of the tree. Not the sound of wind through the leaves, not the breeze of a morning that flutters the leaves, but its own sound, the sound of the trunk and the silent sound of the roots.

I can’t stress to you enough how much I can relate to teens being cyberbullied. Something that helps me is looking at old videos of me and my friends from middle school, or videos of my family. I love watching funny videos of my favorite people – it really cheers me up.

Having a bunch of cats around is good. If you’re feeling bad, you just look at the cats, you’ll feel better because they know that everything is just as it is. There’s nothing to get excited about. They just know. They’re saviours.

Health is the greatest possession. Contentment is the greatest treasure. Confidence is the greatest friend. Non-being is the greatest joy.

The greatest of follies is to sacrifice health for any other kind of happiness.

I do not want to foresee the future. I am concerned with taking care of the present. God has given me no control over the moment following.

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.

When you get angry, your options narrow.

For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind.

And suddenly I realised that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct, only I was in a different dimension.

Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted.

I love having an unlimited supply of cocoa butter.

I have been practicing archery for a long time; a bow and arrow helps me to unwind.

I don’t think about the end game. I’ve got lots to occupy my mind. It’s the rage that keeps me going.

I am two with nature.

I have found that no exertion of the legs can bring two minds much nearer to one another.

No, I’m not anguished and tormented.

The object of opening the mind, as of opening the mouth, is to shut it again on something solid.

I like to feel blonde all over.

I love to play music. So why endanger that with something like drugs?

The moment someone asks you to do something you don’t have the time or inclination to do is fraught with vulnerability.

When your soul is resting, your emotions are okay, your mind is okay, and your will is at peace with God, not resisting what He’s doing.

There is a wisdom in this beyond the rules of physic: a man’s own observation what he finds good of and what he finds hurt of is the best physic to preserve health.

I feel exhausted if I teach too long.

I do suffer from depression, I suppose. Which isn’t that unusual. You know, a lot of people do.

We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.

Once I realized that right thinking is vital to victorious living, I got more serious about thinking about what I was thinking about, and choosing my thoughts carefully.

Realize deeply that the present moment is all you ever have. Make the Now the primary focus of your life.

Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.

I know I’m stronger in the songs than I really am. Sometimes I need to hear it myself. We all need to hear those empowering songs to remind us.

People are just afraid of things too much. Afraid of things that don’t necessarily merit fear.

Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content.

Instead of comparing our lot with that of those who are more fortunate than we are, we should compare it with the lot of the great majority of our fellow men. It then appears that we are among the privileged.

I wake up some mornings and sit and have my coffee and look out at my beautiful garden, and I go, ‚Remember how good this is. Because you can lose it.‘

Let us fill our hearts with our own compassion – towards ourselves and towards all living beings.

You gotta water your plants. Nobody can water them for you.

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body.

The trouble with always trying to preserve the health of the body is that it is so difficult to do without destroying the health of the mind.

The hardest thing to see is what is in front of your eyes.

I have the habit of attention to such excess, that my senses get no rest – but suffer from a constant strain.

My body is weird. I wake up when the sun comes up, and it’s hard for me to go to sleep. My thoughts just take over.

He best keeps from anger who remembers that God is always looking upon him.

I’ve been searching for ways to heal myself, and I’ve found that kindness is the best way.

We have an epidemic of insecure people in our society today.

If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

However great may be the work for which we are responsible, we will always do well if we pause to spend time in sacred praise.

We run carelessly to the precipice, after we have put something before us to prevent us seeing it.

We think too much and feel too little.

Most men are within a finger’s breadth of being mad.

I’m addicted to exercising and I have to do something every day.

Whenever you’re going through a tough time, generally, you become more compassionate, you become softer, you become more thoughtful, kinder. These are all spiritual qualities that will help you to align yourself with God and God consciousness rather than with a split fear-based consciousness.

When I’m in my 50s, I kind of think I’ll want to be in a garden.

Going to a therapist is not something you do when you’re growing up as a street kid in Toronto.

As long as your body is healthy and under control and death is distant, try to save your soul; when death is immanent what can you do?