Most words evolved as a description of the outside world, hence their inadequacy to describe what is going on inside me.

Happiness is gentleness, peace, concentration, simplicity, forgiveness, humor, fearlessness, trust, and now.

When I have listened to my mistakes, I have grown.

Boredom or discontent is useful to me when I acknowledge it and see clearly my assumption that there's something else I would rather be doing. In this way boredom can act as an invitation to freedom by opening me to new options and thoughts. For example, if I can't change the activity, can I look at it more honestly?

No matter what we talk about, we are talking about ourselves

There were seventy-five people in the lobby and only a seven-year-old girl was finding out what it felt like to sit on the Marble Floor

Don't fight a fact, deal with it.