A much more interesting, kind, adventurous, and joyful approach to life is to begin to develop curiosity, not caring whether the object of our inquisitiviness is bitter or sweet.

While we are sitting in meditation, we are simply exploring humanity and all of creation in the form of ourselves.

There isn’t any hell or heaven except for how we relate to our world. Hell is just resistance to life.

The meditation technique itself cultivate precision, gentleness, and the ability to let go - qualities that are innate within us.

Meditation is about seeing clearly the body that we have, the mind that we have, the domestic situation that we have, the job that we have, and the people who are in our lives.

One of the main discoveries of meditation is seeing how we continually run away from the present moment, how we avoid being here just as we are.

The path of meditation and the path of our lives altogether ha to do with curiosity, inquisitiveness.

We're here to get to know and study ourselves. The path, the way to do that, our main vehicle, is going to be meditation, and some sense of general wakefulness.

Meditation is a process of lightening up, of trusting the basic goodness of what we have and who we are, and of realizing that any wisdom that exists, exists in what we already have.

We don't have to be harsh with ourselves when we think, sitting here, that our meditation or our oryoki or the way we are in the world is in the category of worst horse.

The problem is that the desire to change is fundamentally a form of aggression toward yourself.

There is nothing so minute or inconsiderable that I would not rather know it than not know it.

How much ... did the volume of disease in a nation account for its spirit? If so, the eradication of sickness, as far as it was possible, was a responsibility a democracy must assume for its people.

The sober guy is always going to have this air of arrogance or self-righteousness, but it's not my intention. I just knew that if I drank, I'd have a drinking problem.

Serve God by doing common actions in a heavenly spirit, and then, if your daily calling only leaves you cracks and crevices of time, fill them up with holy service.

She was a girl and she was a queen and back in the mists she was a woman who had seized the moon from the sky and drunk its light so that she would never die. And she never had.

The brave are parsimonious of threats.

Minds are simply what brains do.

Philanthropy lies at the heart of human greatness.

I don't trust a bank that would lend money to such a poor risk.

Opposition is not necessarily enmity.