Imagine the wisdom to be passed down from the classical Buddhist texts.
Tranquility is the Truth, Truth is beauty beauty is happiness and bliss is divine
Silently hear everyone. Accept what is good. Reject and forget what is not. This is intelligent living.
Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket
Happiness depends on what you can give, not on what you can get.
Leave aside your regrets of the past and anxieties of the future And focus intelligently on the present. This is the best way of ensuring a positive future.
Children are not vessels to be filled but lamps to be lit.
All we do our prayers our work our suffering is for Jesus. Our life has no other reason or motivation.
Yes, I have four children. Four children with whom I spend a good part of every day: bathing them, combing their hair, sitting with them while they do their homework, holding them while they weep their tragic tears. But I'm not in love with any of them. I am in love with my husband.
I think I've been mildly obsessed with my hair. I don't think I have a hugely adversarial relationship with it. One my essay is about my decision to keep coloring my hair once it started to go gray, but once I wrote the essay - once the book was in production - I decided to go gray.
Love is not a feeling in your chest; it is bending down to wash another's feet.