Letting go does not mean not caring about things. It means caring about them in a flexible and wise way.

The heart is like a garden. It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?

If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.

The things that matter most in our lives are not fantastic or grand. They are the moments when we touch one another.

Most of us have spent our lives caught up in plans, expectations, ambitions for the future; in regrets, guilt or shame about the past. To come into the present is to stop the war.

We do not have to improve ourselves; we just have to let go of what blocks our heart.

Do not doubt your own basic goodness. In spite of all confusion and fear, you are born with a heart that knows what is just, loving, and beautiful.

In the end, just three things matter: How well we have lived How well we have loved How well we have learned to let go

Have respect for yourself, and patience and compassion. With these, you can handle anything.

Let go of the battle. Breathe quietly and let it be. Let your body relax and your heart soften. Open to whatever you experience without fighting.

The basic principle of spiritual life is that our problems become the very place to discover wisdom and love.

The realm of God is dangerous. You must enter into it and not just seek information about it

The only thing worse than a known enemy is an unfriendly friend. You place your trust on him or her as a friend, not knowing that you are placing your trust on a secret enemy.

Memory of all the powers of the mind is the most delicate and frail.

You can leave a kid alone and it will learn to fend for itself, how to work the remote, a tin opener, and the microwave. I see the holidays as a chance for kids to learn self-sufficiency.

I've definitely learned more about myself through experimentation over the years - which products work best for my skin and tricks from various makeup artists I've been lucky enough to work with.

Love is one of the few experiences in life that we can best keep by giving it away.

I did a pilot for HBO, called One Percent, that they didn't end up picking up, but it was a pretty intense and dramatic piece.

Compassion is not sympathy. Compassion is mercy. It is a commitment to take responsibility for the suffering of others.

I would have been dead if it weren't for that great gift to civilization from the Chemistry Department of Harvard, which was napalm, or sticky jellied gasoline.

I used to get so jealous if my wife liked another band more than my own. Come to think of it, I still do.