That’s the thing about a human life-there’s no control group, no way to ever know how any of us would have turned out if any variables had been changed.
You might get nothing out of it at all except a beautiful, long life where all you did was follow your gorgeous curiosity. And that should be enough too.
Your fear is the most boring thing about you.
I think that if you can roast a chicken, you can get whatever you want out of a woman.
So now I have started living my own life. Imperfect and clumsy as it may look, it is resembling me now, thoroughly.
Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.
Maybe it’s just me but I would suspect that a man trying to impress a woman would be more likely to bring out the steak – “I killed this for you, now I’m grilling it for you.”
At some point, you gotta let go, and sit still, and allow contentment to come to you.
A man that can cook you a proper meal that is like a weekday meal – which I think cannot be better than in the form of a roast chicken – that’s the greatest.
We all want things to stay the same. Settle for living in misery because we are afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins. Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.
I have more compassion than if I had led a life where everything worked out exactly as I had planned or if I had never been wounded or if I had never been betrayed or I had never been harmed. I don’t think I would be as good a person.
In desperate love, we always invent the characters of our partners, demanding they be what we need of them, and then feeling devastated when they refuse to perform the role we created in the first place.
We don’t realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme self who is eternally at peace.
Most of us, even if only for two minutes in our lives, have experienced at some time or another an inexplicable and random sense of complete bliss, unrelated to anything that was happening in the outside world.
And what will I be able to do tomorrow that I cannot yet do today?
Some days are meant to be counted, others are meant to be weighed.
Mistakes will be made. Failure will occur. You pick yourself up and carry on.
The appreciation of pleasure can be the anchor of humanity.
All the parts of us that we ever were are always going to be with us. You make space to carry them and you just try not to let them drive. But you can’t chuck them out either.
Power is a neutral energy source, like tofu. It’s what you do with it that gives it flavor.