If we know it’s impossible to put out a fire by feeding it more wood, how do we fail to see the futility of trying to quiet a mind already burning with thoughts... by adding still more thinking?

Thinking, or hoping, that any destination we have in mind is going to be superior to where we're presently standing, is exactly why we're still standing in that same place where we have to hope that some tomorrow will be better.

To see that when you are thinking through some angry fearful, or anxious state that you are living out the best idea available to you in this moment is to begin realizing that you need a wholly new "idea entity."...

We are deceived whenever we find ourselves feverishly thinking through "all the possibilities" stirred up by a fearful moment, because the only possibility any of these fearful thoughts hold is which one of them is about to make us its prisoner.

In taking thought, always thinking about what one must do, or have... one never stops asking to "become." But, in remaining awake -- aware of one's thoughts, instead of driven by them -- one asks, "to be"... and this living prayer is always answered.

Dwelling on any disturbance within you -- with the idea that the more time you spend thinking about it, the less troublesome it will become -- is like trying to knock ants off your picnic table by throwing sugar at them.

The faster we go through life, traveling at the speed of thought as it races through worlds of illusion searching for resolution, the further we move away from reaching the realization that the one true source of liberation already lives within us, right where we are.

What we must eventually come to see is that much of our thinking is a "racket" in both meanings of the word: (it is) a noise that tries to silence itself, as well as a game that can't be won by any of the players.

The belief that bad behavior on the part of someone else requires that you become negative towards him or her is like thinking that every time it starts to rain, the only choice you have is to find a mud puddle and jump into it!...

The more we practice quietly stepping outside that rushing stream of thoughts about ourselves, the more we realize our True Self as being something altogether unthinkable; for the undreamed power of a silent mind is this: Since it never sinks itself into useless considerations of the painful kind, it has no need to be rescued from its own troubled creations!...

There is a very strange feature as concerns most human beings: we would rather feel anxious thinking about unwanted moments over which we have no power, than to practice placing our attention in the fact of that moment...