If you follow your bliss. . . the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living.
I'd stand in line for Confession with old people and little kids, and as the line moved up, I knew when I got into the box that I would lie! Again!
I'm glad I am a woman who once danced naked in the Mediterranean Sea at midnight.
I believe in joy, but I believe in the flip-side, agony.
Alcohol is a very patient drug. It will wait for the alcoholic to pick it up one more time.
My only true harmony lies deep within my soul, wherever that is. I know that somehow I am in tune with the universe.
My anger made me drink as an escape from reality, a way of forgetting. But you don't know when the medicinal effect ends and the poisoning begins. . . This is my sixth year of sobriety. Overcoming alcoholism has been my greatest challenge and my greatest reward.
Insincerity in a man's own heart must make all his enjoyments, all that concerns him, unreal; so that his whole life must seem like a merely dramatic representation.
I don't play the tuba.
About seven years later I was given a book about the periodic table of the elements. For the first time I saw the elegance of scientific theory and its predictive power.
Evolution is fundamentally creative, and when we align ourselves with the evolutionary movements of consciousness, the universe itself puts wind in our sails. Quantum thinking goes beyond the thoughts we're aware of; it includes unconscious processing, which doesn't just expand our boundaries, but can also free us from the suffering that conscious processing (sometimes known as 'the monkey mind') creates.