Quotes About Inner

peace and joy come not from others but from God:

Our everyday reality is a grand illusion which we are creating. By exploring and changing our inner world, we begin to transform our outer world. If we are willing to embark on an inner journey, we can discover all of the beliefs, expectations, and hidden agendas through which we create our own lives, and collectively, we can begin to shape the future in ways that honor the sacredness of all life.

I feel that there is an angel inside me whom I am constantly shocking.

Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.

We heed no instincts but our own.

Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory, inaudible as a melody cut in a disc of flesh. A composer lets me hear a song that has always been shut up silent within me.

It means: I bow to the divine light within you and you bow to the divine light within me.

We all have the extraordinary coded within us, waiting to be released

You are your own nearest environment, so begin with yourself.

The little girl's gentle touch struck an inner chord in his lonely old heart.

Hell--or Heaven--is here, now, inside.

Es más, existen muchas "diosas" en un sola mujer. Cuanto más complicada es ésta, más probable es que haya muchas "diosas" activas en ella. Y lo que es satisfactorio para una parte de sí misma puede ser irrelevante para otra parte.

L'amour véritable vient de nous seuls et ne requiert aucun retour.

She fights at every moment against the scream that pulses inside her like a living thing.

Art attracts us only by what it reveals of our most secret self.

Doon was touched. Kenny looked like a tiny little wisp, but there was something strong inside him. --People of Sparks--

When I'm acting, I'm two beings. There's the one monitoring the distance between myself and the camera, making sure I hit my marks, and there is the one driven by this inner fire, this delicious fear.

We had found the place from which we were all lit from within, and oh, we were shining.

What you really long for is a deep intimacy with your own experience—the deepest acceptance of every thought, every sensation, every feeling. And that cannot come from outside of yourself.

To celebrate the inner presence of God . . . is to become grateful for every moment of life. Every mundane and every juicy moment is sacred because God is alive in us . .

a man's value was not in his mode of mobility but what was inside.

What was a person but someone who turned monstrous, anyway? What was a person, in Moss's experience, but a kind of demon.

It is easy to crush an enemy outside oneself but impossible to defeat an enemy within.

Silence is the hardest scream