To love, and be loved, this is the greatest challenge that any of us face in our lives.

— T. Scott McLeod

To love one’s self, this is the greatest challenge we are all called to face.

— T. Scott McLeod

We come to the end of suffering, through suffering.

— T. Scott McLeod

We find what's in our own heads.

— T. Scott McLeod

What was meaningful? What was meaningless? What did it mean, to amount to something? What type of life, was worth living? Was it better, to make a ton of money, and have a fucking goddamn Mercedes, or whatever the fuck kind of car it was, to be a lawyer with a ‘serious’ job, and to have ‘amounted to something,’ or was it better to just be a waiter, and work the evening shift, and have your days free to goof off with your roommates, your friends, to go to meditation, to take some time to reflect, and enjoy life, and to not always be in such a big goddamn rush to get somewhere?

— T. Scott McLeod

When I was young, I lacked certainty, too,” he says. “I have the certainty, now, of not needing certainty. I have the certainty, of uncertainty. The peace, with being uncertain. All is good. All is holy. Whatever you choose, it can be fine. Hatred never ceases with hatred, but with love alone is healed. Rejection never ceases with rejection, but with acceptance alone is healed.

— T. Scott McLeod

When you love yourself, utterly and completely, all of yourself, what you will discover then is that you love others, all others, utterly and completely.

— T. Scott McLeod

Why hold secrets? Why harbor anything? Let me just share everything with you. Let me just talk. Let me let go of the censor that is within me ... I’m tired of trying to be someone other than who I am.

— T. Scott McLeod

You had to break, to be unbroken. In the brokenness, I had found, that which was unbroken. That which was perfect, and beautiful, and complete.

— T. Scott McLeod

You necessarily have to be lost, before you’re found.

— T. Scott McLeod