It was really over, I thought. There was no way to go back, to make it stay. There was never that.

He kissed me hard and I kissed him back harder, like it was the end of an era that had lasted all of my life.

There's no way to know what makes one thing happen and not another. What leads to what. What destroys what. What causes what to flourish or die or take another course.

I didn't feel sad or happy. I didn't feel proud or ashamed. I only felt that in spite of all the things I'd done wrong, in getting myself here, I'd done right.

In my perception, the world wasn't a graph or formula or an equation. It was a story.

Perhaps by now I'd come far enough that I had the guts to be afraid.

Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves...

In the mornings, my pain was magnified by about a thousand. In the morning there weren’t only those sad facts about my life. Now there was also the additional fact that I was a pile of shit.

What if I forgave myself even though I'd done something I shouldn't have?

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a bruise.

But now that she was dying, I knew everything. My mother was in me already. Not just the parts of her that I knew, but the parts of her that had come before me too.

As in everything, nature is the best instructor.

We’re all just people making decisions and accepting consequences as we march toward an impending and inevitable death.

The people are fed up with their elected officials playing the blame game and treating their political counterparts as enemies.

On the path that leads to Nowhere I have sometimes found my soul!

The day is for mistake and error, sequence of time for success and carrying out. The one who anticipates is master of the day.

I'm definitely not a science nerd, I'll say that. That was not my forte at school.

It is the character of a brave and resolute man not to be ruffled by adversity and not to desert his post.

I've never particularly liked travelling with large groups or being told where to go by somebody else. I prefer to find out for myself.

A warrior's mission is to foster the success of others.

He who has realized the Self in the Heart has transcended the dualities and is never perplexed.