The game is not set. There are so many layers that it is being perceived on. As your own consciousness becomes more refined, the game changes.

Don't remind the world that it is sick and troubled. Remind it that it is beautiful and free.

No thought has any power. You have power. And when you identify and believe in the thought you give power to the thought.

At the end of the day, you can have something in your head, something in your hand, or something in your heart. What are you choosing?

All the ups and downs are grace in different wrappings, sent to refine consciousness. Say thanks to them all.

Who reminds you to breathe and to beat your heart? Something is there, taking care.

The greatest healing would be to wake up from what we are not.

You need nothing to be happy - you need something to be sad.

If you seek approval from others in this world, you will not know happiness.

If you do not trust life to unfold, the mind takes over and it becomes a game of strategy, motivated by anxiety. This mistrust is unfair. Life has given us so much, and yet we do not trust it.

If I could give you only one advice, I would say: Don't identify with anything. Be completely empty - no one. Be no-body and see if you lose anything but delusion.

We wait upon finite minds to validate infinite things— this is evidence of human stupidity.

When our pride usurps Truth, we walk on the shifting sands of relativism, an ego driven reality.

The great works are produced in such an ecstasy of love that they must always be unworthy of it, however great their worth otherwise.

Hard work and determination-that is what will get you closer towards accomplishing your goal.

A lot of nonwhite people in America know what it's like to feel heat from the authorities, but, you know, all sorts of people can start to feel it now if Trump comes in.

Your soul never asks you to endure anything you can't handle.

I love imagining being someone else in another time.

Every nation is destined, by the law of God and humanity, to form a free and equal community of brothers.

Never check your religion at the door. Not ever.

I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.