Awareness is the power that is concealed within the present moment. … The ultimate purpose of human existence, which is to say, your purpose, is to bring that power into this world.

The past has no power over the present moment.

The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation but your thoughts about it.

When you become comfortable with uncertainty, infinite possibilities open up in your life.

When you complain, you make yourself a victim. Leave the situation, change the situation or accept it, all else is madness.

Stop looking outside for scraps of pleasure or fulfillment, for validation, security, or love - you have a treasure within that is infinitely greater than anything the world can offer.

When you live in complete acceptance of what is, that is the end of all drama in your life.

In today's rush we all think too much, seek too much, want too much and forget about the joy of just Being.

Observe your thoughts, don't believe them.

Some changes look negative on the surface but you will soon realize that space is being created in your life for something new to emerge.

You are not separate from the whole. You are one with the sun, the earth, the air. You don’t have a life. You are life.

have i gone mad?im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are.

Those who believe in ghosts always see them.

Why compare yourself with others? No one in the entire world can do a better job of being you than you.

That is the greatest source of my anxiety on this film [The Hobbit], is that I'm going to be lynched.

In order to acquire intellect one must need it. One loses it when it is no longer necessary.

I think they must mix blood, otherwise the human race is bound to degenerate. Mixing blood is marvelous. It makes strong and intelligent men. It takes away tired spirits.

You're the Picasso of pain.

One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.

To me, the only reason for guns in civilian hands is for sporting purposes.

I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.