I Write To Empty My Mind And

In Order For Us To Liberate The Energy Of Our Strength, Our Weakness Must First Have A Chance To Reveal Itself.

Freedom Is Not The Absence Of Commitments, But The Ability To Choose - And Commit Myself To - What Is Best For Me.

The Superclass Tries To Promote Its Values. Ordinary People Complain Of Divine Injustice, They Envy Power, And It Pains Them To See Others Having Fun. They Don’t Understand That No One Is Having Fun, That Everyone Is Worried And Insecure, And That What The Jewels, Cars, And Fat Wallets Conceal Is A Huge Inferiority Complex.

When Faced With A Loss, It Is No Use Trying To Recover What Has Gone. On The Other Hand, A Great Space Has Been Opened Up In Your Life - There It Lies, Empty, Waiting To Be Filled With Something New. At The Moment Of One's Loss, Contradictory As This Might Seem, One Is Being Given A Large Slice Of Freedom.

Assuming, As You Grow Older, That You're The Guardian Of The World's Wisdom, Even If You Haven't Necessarily Lived Enough To Know What's Right And Wrong.