When I Have Listened To My Mistakes,

Books Seek Us Out. They Slip Themselves Into Our Hands Just At The Time We Are Ready For A New Self-concept.

It Is Enough That I Am Of Value To Somebody Today.

Before, I Thought I Was Actually Fighting For My Own Self-worth; That Is Why I So Desperately Wanted People To Like Me. I Thought Their Liking Me Was A Comment On Me, But It Was A Comment On Them.

Problems Assault Us To The Degree They Preoccupy Us. The Key To Release, Rest, And Inner Freedom Is Not The Elimination Of All External Difficulties. It Is Letting Go Of Our Pattern Of Reactions To Those Difficulties.

It's Not That We Fear The Place Of Darkness, But That We Don't Think We Are Worth The Effort To Find The Place Of Light.