We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.
A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves!
O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
We are responsible for what we are, and whatever we wish ourselves to be, we have the power to make ourselves. If what we are now has been the result of our own past actions, it certainly follows that whatever we wish to be in future can be produced by our present actions; so we have to know how to act.
Breathing in, I calm body and mind. Breathing out, I smile, dwelling in the present moment, I know this is the only moment.
