“But which one is the right time?” I would ask. “Ah, little bird. The better question is: which one doesn‘t?” There was no such thing as the right time, he explained. Time was an idea: it has no beginning; it could not be seen or heard or smelled. It could be measured, sure enough, but no words had been found to explain precisely what it was.

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom”- Anaïs Nin

“We suffer for the simple reason that suffering is biologically useful. It is nature‘s preferred agent for inspiring change. We have evolved to always live with a certain degree of dissatisfaction and insecurity, because it‘s the mildly dissatisfied and insecure creature that‘s going to do the most work to innovate and survive.”

“The desire for more positive experience is itself a negative experience. And, paradoxically, the acceptance of one‘s negative experience is itself a positive experience.”