Having eyes, but not seeing beauty; having ears, but not hearing music; having minds, but not perceiving truth; having hearts that are never moved and therefore never set on fire. These are the things to fear.
Having eyes, but not seeing beauty; having ears, but not hearing music; having minds, but not perceiving truth; having hearts that are never moved and therefore never set on fire. These are the things to fear.
Life wasn't perfect. It wasn't meant to be. If you didn't go through the bad times, the sad times, you wouldn't appreciate how incredible the good times were.
"Can I be you when I grow up?"
"You're already grown-up. See? Everything happens when we're not paying attention."
People project an image. You see what they want you to see and they often hide who they really are. It's like going out with a mask on. I don't have the energy for it.
Why do I act like this, agreeing when I really disagree, letting people force me to do things I don't want to do?
My face and my soul were lifeless shells, of no significance to anyone.
And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.