Im very clear that everyone in the world loves me. I just dont expect them to realize it yet.

Your nature is truth, and when you oppose it, you don't feel like yourself. Stress never feels as natural as peace does.

I have discovered that in every language and every country I have visited, there are no new stories. They're all recycled. The same stressful thoughts arise in each mind one way or another, sooner or later.

As long as we believe our thoughts, there will always be war.

For me, the future lives only here in my mind, as thoughts and images, just as the past does, and I love those thoughts and the world that it produces. I am entirely optimistic about the future.

Who would you be without your story?

Here’s how a child listens: you tell him something, and he puts his own interpretation on what you said. That’s what he hears. No one has ever heard you.