Do what gives you bliss.

What am I? Am I the bulb that carries the light, or am I the light of which the bulb is a vehicle?

Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors where there were only walls.

The perfect human being is uninteresting.

If you realize what the real problem is-losing yourself-you realize that this itself is the ultimate trial.

When you follow your bliss...doors will open where you would not have thought there would be doors, and where there wouldn't be a door for anyone else.

People forget facts, but they remember stories.