The insolence of office.
To have our needs met, to love, to be loved, to feel safe in this world and to each know our purpose, is a simple matter of creating those blessings for others.
The trees which are pruned, watered and nurtured by caring hands bear the greatest fruits; it is the same with people.
Mean people are really just sad people. They hurt others because they are hurting. Every person is born beautiful, and much of the ugliness in others was put inside of them by other hurting people.
Love only serves and does not calculate.
When one learns to focus energy through surrender and sensitivity, they become free, and can access the expansiveness of endless possibility.
Control thought-forms are the basis of our deepest moral crisis.
Brethren, 225,000 of you are here tonight. I suppose 225,000 of you may become gods. There seems to be plenty of space out there in the universe. And the Lord has proved that he knows how to do it. I think he could make, or probably have us help make, worlds for all of us, for every one of us 225,000.
Kindness is the color in the cathedral window which woven into beautiful characters shuts out the hideous sights of a world which is all too practical.
As gold purified in a furnace loses its impurities and achieves its own true nature, the mind gets rid of the impurities of the attributes of delusion, attachment and purity through meditation and attains Reality.
One learns better than to hand one's choices to fear. With age, with every wound and scar, one learns.