The human mind is kind of like a piñata. When it breaks open, there's a lot of surprises inside. Once you get the piñata perspective, you see that losing your mind can be a peak experience.

I feel like my life is just passing me by like two ships in the night. And I have missed both boats.

A sobering thought: what if, at this very moment, I am living up to my full potential?

If olive oil comes from olives, then where does baby oil come from?

It's not that I lack ambition. I am ambitious in the sense that I want to be more than I am now. But if I were truly ambitious, I think I'd already be more than I am now.

I made some studies, and reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it. I can take it in small doses, but as a lifestyle, I found it too confining. It was just too needful; it expected me to be there for it all the time, and with all I have to do--I had to let something go.

Sex is such a personal thing - why do we insist on sharing it with another person?