Quotes About Clarity

The soul is like a crystal in the sunshine over which a thick black cloth has been thrown so that however brightly the sun may shine the crystal can never reflect it.

One of the main tasks of adolescence is to achieve an identity—not necessarily a knowledge of who we are, but a clarification of the range of what we might become, a set of self-references by which we can make sense of our responses, and justify our decisions and goals.

A cloudless plain blue sky is like a flowerless garden.

If you can't get quiet enough to hear yourself, your life is too loud.

Worry ducks when purpose flies overhead.

The goal of life: simple but not empty.

Sometimes just looking up and seeing the light is enough.

I like my coffee black and my mornings bright.

The devil needs no convincing of the poison in your elixir. But did you really think you had medicine?

One can only see clearly When one is going slowly Quick motion creates a life-blur.

Eliminate physical clutter. More importantly, eliminate spiritual clutter.

Life is amazingly good when it's simple and amazingly simple when it's good.

Like steam from a cup of hot tea that fogs our glasses, false urgency of matters at hand blurs our vision to important things in the distance.

You can never worry your way to enlightenment.

Look both ways before entering the insanity.

Sometimes we must unfocus our way to clarity.

All unimportant matters drop off you in ragdoll pose. Very few things are genuinely important. The Truth sways before you.

If you can't hear the angels, try quieting the static of worry.

You must weed your mind as you would weed your garden.

The secret to living contently and sanely in this modern world is to... find the beautiful in the ugly — but don't get confused which is which.

My sister's hard to understand when she has a breakdown," Rachael agreed. "She doesn't really mumble, but it's more like verbal kung fu. She has about six conversations at once and mixes them all up liked tossed salad.

I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.

You spend so much time wondering who you are, don't you think? You flounder about, searching for your identity, when most of the time it is plain as the nose on your face. You struggle with questions of purpose and need, and forget that the answers are found mostly inside yourselves.

He who laughs last is generally the last to get the joke.