The next stage of evolution is the evolution of perception, the evolution of the mind.

The history of your happiness is the history of your feeling connected.

A soul mate is not found. A soul mate is recognized.

Only love that continues to flow in the face of anger, blame, and indifference can be called love. All else is simply a transaction.

Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.

There is no transcending our minds, only using them optimally.

The self-judging person will always judge others. The rubric we develop for ourselves, the measuring stick we put against our own mind and body, generalizes to every other human being.

Love is more abundant than we could possibly imagine. Just like there is more air than we could possibly breathe in, there is more love than we could possibly perceive.

This is what a real teacher does: she opens the gates of our minds to the possibilities of the soul.

The mind, just like the body, becomes exactly what it is fed. While the body is nourished by food, the mind is nourished by thoughts.

Many so-called disorders of the mind are simply disorders of thought.

If you find yourself wondering if you can go on, remember how much you’ve accomplished. Then raise your head high and be proud. YOU GOT THIS!

Gratitude is pure happiness.Happiness is sure perfection.

Beauty of trees is not judged by shape, size and species, then why ours?

If you try to do that in pop music - to play only rare show tunes, for example - people don't come.

When we have the means to pay for what we desire, what we get is not so much what is best, as what is costliest.

The technology's going to change, but what people want to read is going to be basically the same.

Every eye sees its own special vision; every ear hears a most different song. In each man's troubled heart, an incision would reveal a unique, shameful wrong.

I wonder what it's like to have that much power over a boy. I don't think I'd want it - it's a lot of responsibility to hold a person's heart in your hands.

If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.

Blogs are the main exception I make in my aversion to complex machinery.