The way out of fear isn’t safety. It’s freedom.

When you are in a creative or appreciative zone, you literally have no access to your inner lizard, to that fear-based, non creative, shrieking little beasty who's so afraid you're going to be a bag lady.

Your life follows your attention. Wherever you look, you end up going.

Ten bajillion product ads notwithstanding, your looks are another thing that's basically genetic.

The moment we begin tolerating meanness, in ourselves and others, we are using our authorial power in the service of wrongdoing. We have both the capacity and the obligation to do better.

Absolutely lonely people have few personal interactions of any kind.

My anguish came from my hypothesis that other people's hypothetical hypotheses about me mattered. Ridiculous!