That I might be happier making shit money and having a cactus garden. It's just scary to dream small. Nobody teaches us how to do that.

People of Orphalese, Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Clear Is Kind. Unclear Is Unkind.

From article: https://brenebrown.com/articles/2018/10/15/clear-is-kind-unclear-is-unkind/ And book: Working Backwards by Tim Duggan

LORAINE: Is that all you think I am? An idea in your head? DAVID: No! But if it's all I have, then it's all I can honestly love. Don't you see that?

History doesn't repeat itself but it often rhymes.

It’s that thing when you’re with someone, and you love them and they know it, and they love you and you know it… but it’s a party… and you’re both talking to other people, and you’re laughing and shining… and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes… but – but not because you’re possessive, or it’s precisely sexual… but because… that is your person in this life. And it’s funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it’s this secret world that exists right there in public, unnoticed, that no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s – That’s what I want out of a relationship.

Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way