If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life.

It isn't a sadness, but a joy, that we don't do the same things for the length of our lives.

Don't allow your rituals to become ruts.

Open to whatever you experience without fighting. Let it be present just as it is. Let go of the battle.

The transformation of the heart is a wondrous thing, no matter how you land there.

The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.

What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make.

Do not whine... Do not complain. Work harder. Spend more time alone.

"Enough" is a feast.

Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.

Pretend you’re more obsessed with this moment and a little bit less with the way it ends.

Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.