Generally speaking, though, Americans have an inability to relax into sheer pleasure. Ours is an entertainment-seeking nation, but not necessarily a pleasure-seeking one.

I'm choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am. I'm making space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.

This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.

Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.

Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.

Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.

At some point, you gotta let go, and sit still, and allow contentment to come to you.

Zen masters say you cannot see your reflection in running water, only in still water.

That’s the thing about a human life-there’s no control group, no way to ever know how any of us would have turned out if any variables had been changed.

Dear Lord, please show me everything I need to understand about forgiveness and surrender

There is a reason they call God a presence - because God is right here, right now. In the present is the only place to find Him, and now is the only time.

The day will always have some bit of weirdness in it like a piece of fruit with one bad spot. Spit it out as fast as u can and eat the rest!

A romance book is designed to tell you something about love–its ability to endure, forgive, go the extra mile, care about someone, put someone else first.

The pride of man hopes but to blame God for the evils of the world, and to praise himself for the good.

Morning birdsong filled the room. For all his high opinion of birds, privileged among God's creatures, still, deep in his heart, the Emperor did not trust them, just as he did not trust artists.

If you're old, don't try to change yourself, change your environment.

Yes, because when you're in love, you are shy.

A firm hand is one which holds the horse in full contact.

It occurred to me that my speech or my silence, indeed any action of mine, would be a mere futility.

We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Ignorance worships mystery; reason explains it; the one grovels, the other soars.