I keep in too many of the words I need to let out. And then I let out too many of the words I need to keep in.

Positive thoughts multiply, They bring their own images of joy Which erase dark shadows, Bring happiness.

Why must you speak your thoughts? Silence, if fair words stick in your throat, would serve all our ends better.

If the thought inspires you, and it feels good and right...it is yours, alone, to exercise. So get right on it!

And if I could write the future, learn from it, and have it be the absolute present... that's a move. 

Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.

He was alone with his thoughts. They were extremely unpleasant thoughts and he would rather have had a chaperon.

The ink in your pen never reshapes your thoughts, you must replace the ink before the ink can be inked properly.

If you think life is magical or life is hard, either way you are right. Your thoughts are the source of reality.

Whatever thought or belief that cannot produce happiness or growth in your life, doesn't belong in your mind.

What we think about when we are free to think about what we will – that is what we are or will soon become.

Music could do that, create a magical oasis where nothing else mattered except hearing the next line of the score.

You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.

We are not trapped by our thoughts. What we generally do, however, is create thoughts that trap us.” (p.162)

In trying to be perfect, He perfected the art of anonymity, Became imperceptible And arrived nowhere from nowhere.