Just as a mother would protect her only child with her life, even so let one cultivate a boundless love towards all beings.

There are many ways to meditate. But at the heart of them all is mindfulness.

Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.

As surely as there is a voyage away, there is a journey home.

Much of spiritual life is self-acceptance, maybe all of it.

If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.

Forgiveness is giving up all hope for a better past.

In the end, just three things matter: How well we have lived, how well we have loved, how well we have learned to let go.

True love is not for the faint-hearted.

Peace requires us to surrender our illusions of control.

Our own life has to be our message.

We need to learn to let our emotions pass through us like waves, without getting caught in their undertow.

The heart is like a garden. It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?

It is never too late to turn on the light.

The purpose of a spiritual discipline is to give us a way to stop the war, not by our force of will, but through understanding and through letting go.

The trouble is, you think you have time.

Meditation is the road to happiness.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

Mindfulness is attention to life, and life itself is sacred.

Buddhist practice is not to eliminate life's problems but to grow with them patiently and with compassion.