Judge Your Neighbor, Write It Down. Ask

That's The Purpose Of Stress. It's A Friend. It's An Alarm Clock, Built In To Let You Know That It's Time To Do The Work.

There Is Nothing That Isn't True If You Believe It; And Nothing Is True, Believe It Or Not.

God, As I Use The Word, Is Another Name For What Is. I Always Know God's Intention: It's Exactly What Is In Every Moment.

The End Of Suffering Happens In This Very Moment, Whether You're Watching A Terrorist Attack Or Doing The Dishes. And Compassion Begins At Home. Because I Don't Believe My Thoughts, Sadness Can't Exist. That's How I Can Go To The Depths Of Anyone's Suffering, If They Invite Me, And Take Them By The Hand And Walk Them Out Of It Into The Sunlight Of Reality. I've Taken That Walk Myself.

One Morning In February 1986, Out Of Nowhere, I Experienced A Realization. In An Instant, I Discovered That When I Believed My Stressful Thoughts, I Suffered, But When I Questioned Them, I Didn't Suffer.