...with the power of compassion there is nothing that cannot be accomplished.

It is our mind, and that alone, that chains us or sets us free.

Once you overcome the hatred within your mind, you will discover that in the world outside, there is no longer any such thing as even a single enemy.

Do not encumber your mind with useless thoughts. What good does it do to brood on the past or anticipate the future? Remain in the simplicity of the present moment.

If we allow our thoughts to arise and dissolve by themselves, they will pass through our mind as a bird flies through the sky, without leaving a trace.

Meditation could be said to be the Art of Simplicity: simply sitting, simply breathing and simply being.

Day by day, be content with whatever you have and satisfied with whatever happens. Everything else will then fall naturally into place.

There is no logical reason why thoughts, which have no substance, should have so much power over you, nor is there any reason why you should become their slave

On the day that you were born, you began to die. Do not waste a single moment more!

A beautiful country is a dream-like illusion. It is senseless to cling to it. Unless the inner forces of negative emotions are conquered, strife with outer enemies will never end.

Life is fragile, like the dew hanging delicately on the grass, crystal drops that will be carried away on the first morning breeze.

It is vain to expect virtue from women till they are in some degree independent of men.

As I grow through love, so grows my joy, ever more present, ever more constant.

No one dies pre-maturely. As is meant, happens naturally.

The number-one fear in life is public speaking and the number-two fear is death. This means that if you go to a funeral you're better off in the casket than giving the eulogy.

Take this rifle, kid. Gimme that guitar.

My husband says it is very good that I have very tiny feet, because they're easier to get in my mouth.

As a child I made a pact with my mother. I agreed that we were doomed, that she and I abided together in a cocoon of melancholy.

I was destined to express myself.

My parents were gardeners themselves, and perforce they used environmental techniques because it was during the war, and you didn't have the new sorts of chemicals.

Nothing is more unbecoming to a teacher of the Word than flippancy. He must be serious and should not act like a clown.