Who I believed myself to be was a hopeless case. I would wake up in the mornings and notice I was still alive and breathing and hate God, hate myself, hate life, and contemplate ways of killing myself. — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
The moment it begins to question itself, the mind becomes so clear that it starts working with itself rather than with the body's identification. — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
People don't need sudden revelations. They get what they need when they need it, thought by thought by thought. It's a constant thing when… — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
Since the past is unreal and the future is unreal, all your thoughts are about nothing. — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
I used to sleep on the floor next to the bed, because I believed that I didn't even deserve a bed to sleep in.… — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
You can never make yourself believe that you're loveable, however hard you try, because when the chips are down what you really believe rises… — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
“Your story is your identity, and you’d do almost anything to prove that it’s true. Inquiry into self is the only thing that has… — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
It's not what happens in life that bothers us. It's what we're believing about it that bothers us. — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
I love what I think, and I'm never tempted to believe it. Thoughts are like the wind or the leaves on the trees or… — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
Reality doesn't wait for your opinion, vote, or permission, sweetheart. It just keeps being what it is and doing what it does. — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
