Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and read more

Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.

Lose/Win people bury a lot of feelings. And unexpressed feelings come
forth later in uglier ways. Psychosomatic illnesses often are read more

Lose/Win people bury a lot of feelings. And unexpressed feelings come
forth later in uglier ways. Psychosomatic illnesses often are the
reincarnation of cumulative resentment, deep disappointment and
disillusionment repressed by the Lose/Win mentality. Disproportionate rage
or anger, overreaction to minor provocation, and cynicism are other
embodiments of suppressed emotion. People who are constantly repressing,
not transcending feelings toward a higher meaning find that it affects the
quality of their relationships with others.

Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/ Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/
They came./ He pushed read more

Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/ Come to the edge/ No, we will fall/
They came./ He pushed them. And they flew.

My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today.

My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today.

Our ultimate freedom is the right and power to decide how anybody or
anything outside ourselves will affect us.

Our ultimate freedom is the right and power to decide how anybody or
anything outside ourselves will affect us.

Skills are cheap; chemistry is expensive.

Skills are cheap; chemistry is expensive.

Questions provide the key to unlocking our unlimited potential.

Questions provide the key to unlocking our unlimited potential.

The greatest genius will never be worth much if he pretends to draw
exclusively from his own resources.

The greatest genius will never be worth much if he pretends to draw
exclusively from his own resources.

Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere read more

Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our life story in some infernal cinema or dispatched as microfilm into the sidereal void.