Quotes About Everyday

While you are continuing this practice, week after week, year after year, your experience will become deeper and deeper, and your experience will cover everything you do in your everyday life.

W]hen your practice is calm and ordinary, everyday life itself is enlightenment.

Zen is not some kind of excitement, but concentration on our usual everyday routine.

In our everyday life we are usually trying to do something, trying to change something into something else, or trying to attain something. Just this trying is already in itself an expression of our true nature. The meaning lies in the effort itself. We should find out the meaning of our effort before we attain something.

There's humor in the little things that people did. If you showed them how they looked when they did what they did, people would laugh.

Energy work is priceless. It makes every day extraordinary and transforms the mundane to the holy.

The ordinary can be absolutely miraculous.

Life just swallows you up, doesn't it?Just swallows you up with its everyday things

I love comics. All I've been doing is reading every day, sitting in the house. Because I've not been feeling too good, so I've been reading and reading.

I am the common man. I'm polite, I love my family and I play by the rules. And sometimes I get pushed around. That's my lifestyle, and that's what I try to bring to characters.

I like the normal things of life: I like the Mets, and the Celtics, and the N.Y. Rangers. I like to watch C-Span; I love Costco.

Inner success is the ongoing experience of love, happiness, fulfillment and well-being - the experience of joy in your everyday life.

The only everyday and eternal reality was love.

Pick clothes that you really love. And wear them. And don't make anything "special." If it's being held for something "special," wear it to the market. Wear it every day!

mundane potion

In the end what kills is not agony (for agony at least asks something of the soul) but everyday life.

In the months that followed my mother's death, I managed to look like a normal person. I walked the street; I answered my phone; I brushed my teeth; most of the time. But I was not OK. I was in grief. Nothing seemed important. Daily tasks were exhausting. Dishes piled in the sink, knives crusted with strawberry jam. At one point I did not wash my hair for ten days. I felt that I had abruptly arrived at a terrible, insistent truth about the impermanence of everyday.

Even now, he is every blue blazer getting into cab, every runner along the river,every motorcycle coming and going.

Ordinary folks, a muddle in the middle, just trying to get by with the least amount of pain and the greatest amount of joy. He could not argue with that.

The mutual practice of giving and receiving is an everyday ritual when we know true love.

Every day, when I drink water or take a dish from the cupboard, I stand before this reminder that we yearn for love—that we seek it—even when we lack hope that it really can be found.

When we begin to experience the sacred in our everyday lives we bring to mundane tasks a quality of concentration and engagement that lifts the spirit.

These big things, these terrible things, are not the important ones. If they were, how could one go on living? No, it is the small, little things that make up a day, that bring fullness and happiness to a life.

Only God can make the common sacred.