The days are long, but the years are short.

Working is one of the most dangerous forms of procrastination.

Knowing what you admire in others is a wonderful mirror into your deepest, as yet unborn, self.

Volunteering to help others is the right thing to do, and it also boosts personal happiness

He is my fate. He's my soul mate. He pervades my whole existence. So, of course, I often ignore him.

It was time to expect more of myself. Yet as I thought about happiness, I kept running up against paradoxes. I wanted to change myself but accept myself. I wanted to take myself less seriously -- and also more seriously. I wanted to use my time well, but I also wanted to wander, to play, to read at whim. I wanted to think about myself so I could forget myself. I was always on the edge of agitation; I wanted to let go of envy and anxiety about the future, yet keep my energy and ambition.

Reading makes me want to write my own books, and just trying to understand what I see in the world around me makes me want to figure things out.