There’s a pain in my chest I cannot explain I told myself I wasn’t gon’ cry Then somebody’s gotta come dry these eyes
When an inner situation is not made conscious, it appears outside as fate
The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect, but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
The life of inner peace, being harmonious and without stress, is the easiest type of existence.
Things may happen around you, and things may happen to you, but the only things that really count are the things that happen in you.