When you fall in love, nobody has to tell you. You know what you feel.
You cannot think your way out of a box made of thought.
I just try to keep my heart open. By this, I mean to try not to let my own programmed reaction to things keep me closed down for too long.
Just the slightest turn toward the inside is a very big thing.
I chant to save my miserable ass. That's what I do.
You canโt think yourself out of a box thatโs made of your thoughts.