The secret of happiness is simply this... your happiness does NOT depend on getting what you want.

We are not afraid of what we think we are afraid of . . . we are afraid of what we think.

If it feels like you're choosing between the lesser of two evils, don't. There is always a higher choice.

We think we are experiencing reality but what we are really experiencing is our thinking.

The most important choice you make is what you choose to make important.

If you are doing things in order to be happy... you're doing them in the wrong order.

The only real purpose of a goal is to inspire you to fall more deeply in love with life.

The universe runs on a fundamental and oh-so-wonderful principle... when you get really clear and honest about what you want, everything in the universe conspires to help you get it.

If a stick is floating down a river and gets stuck, it doesn't need years of therapy. It just needs a little nudge and then it will get back into the flow of the river.

We live in a world of thought, but we think we live in a world of external experience.

By taking the time to live life in the slow lane, we quickly experience a deeper, more profound experience of contentment.

Everyone deserv a chance maybe 2 or 3, but always this guy wants something and before he didn't made it don't mean that now again won't reach a conclusion.

I fall in love with any girl who smells of library paste.

I need someone physically stronger than me.... I am always on top. It's really unfortunate. I am begging for the man that can put me on the bottom. Or the woman. Anybody that can take me down.

It's that engagement of learning that makes us feel alive.

It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.

I get irritated, I get upset. Especially when I'm in a hurry. But I see it all as part of our training. To get irritated is to lose our way in life.

The world in general disapproves of creativity, and to be creative in public is particularly bad. Even to speculate in public is rather worrisome.

I love it when my justifications for avoiding housework are actually legitimate.

Blank pages inspire me with terror.

Seeing Messi play is like watching a video game.