In a cookie factory, different cookies are baked in the shape of animals, cars, people, and airplanes. They all have different names and forms, but they are all made from the same dough, and they all taste the same. — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share Image
[Jesus] teaches that just as the sun gives light to both wicked and good, and the rain brings nourishment to righteous and unrighteous, God's… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
Education is no longer thought of as a preparation for adult life, but as a continuing process of growth and development from birth until… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
“The Master is not trapped in opposites. His this is also a that. He sees that life becomes death and death becomes life, that… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
What is the gospel according to Jesus? Simply this: that the love we all long for in our innermost heart is already present, beyond… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
“I am speechless: what can I answer? I put hand on my mouth. I have said too much already; now I will speak no… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
When speech comes from a quiet heart, it has the strength of the orchid, and the fragrance of rock. — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
“Hmm,' said the King. 'I must write that down in my book of aphorisms. I don't know if it is deep, but it sounds… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
There are two kinds of women: those who marry princes and those who marry frogs. The frogs never become princes, but it is an… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
“The river rises, flows over its banks and carries us all away, like mayflies floating downstream: they stare at the sun, then all at… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
What may appear to be proud ungrateful and headstrong fron the outside may from the inside express an unshakable integrity of character. Pride, if… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
“The Frog was the only one who could retrieve the golden ball because he was the only one who could descend into the well.… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
What people love about life is its miraculous beauty; what they hate about death is the loss and decay around it. Yet losing is… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share
