Byron Katie

The only way I can be angry at you is when I have thought, said, or done something that is unkind in my own opinion.

As long as you think that the cause of your problem is __ut there___s long as you think that anyone or anything is responsible for your suffering__he situation is hopeless. It means that you are forever in the role of victim, that you__e suffering in paradise.

If you put your hand into a fire, does anyone have to tell you to move it? Do you have to decide? No: When your hand starts to burn, it moves. You don__ have to direct it; the hand moves itself. In the same way, once you understand, through inquiry, that an untrue thought causes suffering, you move away from it.

I've always been just me, but I was the last to know that it was all right.

The world is your perception of it. Inside and outside always match - they're reflections of each other. The world is a mirror image of your mind.

I am a lover of what is, not because I'm a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality.

Since the beginning of time, people have been trying to change the world so that they can be happy. This hasn__ ever worked, because it approaches the problem backward. What The Work gives us is a way to change the projector__ind__ather than the projected. It__ like when there__ a piece of lint on a projector__ lens. We think there__ a flaw on the screen, and we try to change this person and that person, whomever the flaw appears on next. But it__ futile to try to change the projected images. Once we realize where the lint is, we can clear the lens itself. This is the end of suffering, and the beginning of a little joy in paradise.

A thought is harmless unless we believe it. It__ not our thoughts, but our attachment to our thoughts, that causes suffering. Attaching to a thought means believing that it__ true, without inquiring. A belief is a thought that we__e been attaching to, often for years.

All I have is all I need and all I need is all I have in this moment.

It's not your job to like me - it's mine

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.

I used to sleep on the floor next to the bed, because I believed that I didn't even deserve a bed to sleep in. And then, one morning, a cockroach crawled onto my leg. I looked at it, and suddenly I awoke from a kind of hypnotic trance in which I had been all my life.

The reason I love rules and plans and religions is that people feel safe in them for a while. And, personally, I don't have any rules. I don't need them. There's a sense of order that goes on all the time as things move and change, and I am that harmony, and so are you. Not knowing is the only way to understand... Meanings, rules, the whole world of right and wrong, are secondary at best. I understand how some people think they need to live by rules...It's very frightening for them to watch the world unfolding in apparent chaos and not realize that the chaos itself is God in his infinite intelligence.