Everything you’ve learned in school as “obvious” becomes less and less obvious as you begin to study the universe. For example, there are no solids in the universe. There’s not even a suggestion of a solid. There are no absolute continuums. There are no surfaces. There are no straight lines.
There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.
Love is metaphysical gravity.
The minute you begin to do what you really want to do, it’s really a different kind of life.
I’m not a genius. I’m just a tremendous bundle of experience.