You let the themes in your life become your beliefs, and you let those beliefs guide your behaviors.

It's not the events of our lives that shape us, but our beliefs as to what those events mean.

Our life is shaped by our mind, for we become what we think.

Beliefs create reality

What are our beliefs designed for? They’re the guiding force to tell us what will lead to pain and what will lead to pleasure.

Our beliefs about what we are and what we can be, precisely determine what we will be.

What you believe about your life is what you will make true about your life.

That which you believe becomes your world.

Our life is shaped by our mind; we become what we think. Suffering follows an evil thought as the wheels of a cart follow the oxen that draws it.
Our life is shaped by our mind; we become what we think. Joy follows a pure thought like a shadow that never leaves.

A belief is a lever that, once pulled, moves almost everything in a person’s life. Are you a scientist? A liberal? A racist? These are merely species of belief in action. Your beliefs define your vision of the world; they dictate your behavior; they determine your emotional responses to other human beings. If you doubt this, consider how your experience would suddenly change if you came to believe one of the following propositions:

1. You have only two weeks to live.
2. You've just won the lottery prize of one hundred million dollars.
3. Aliens have implanted a receiver in your skull and are manipulating your thoughts.

These are mere words- until you believe them. once believed, they become part of the very apparatus of your mind, determining your desires, fears, expectations, and subsequent behavior.

What we do comes out of who we believe we are.

what we believe about ourselves and our purpose has a powerful impact on how we live, how we love, and what we learn.

And this is all based on a belief system that we never chose to believe. These beliefs are so strong, that even years later when we are exposed to new concepts and try to make our own decisions, we find that these beliefs still control our lives.

We tell ourselves stories in order to live.… We look for the sermon in the suicide, for the social or moral lesson in the murder of five. We interpret what we see, select the most workable of the multiple choices. We live entirely, especially if we are writers, by the imposition of a narrative line upon disparate images, by the “ideas” with which we have learned to freeze the shifting phantasmagoria which is our actual experience.