I Tend To Think That

Just Stop For A Minute And You'll Realize You're Happy Just Being.

It's Better To Go Into The World Half-cocked Than Not To Go Into The World At All.

Not Just Any Talk Is Conversation; Not Any Talk Raises Consciousness. Good Conversation Has An Edge: It Opens Your Eyes To Something, Quickens Your Ears. And Good Conversation Reverberates: It Keeps On Talking In Your Mind Later In The Day; The Next Day, You Find Yourself Still Conversing With What Was Said. That Reverberation Afterward Is The Very Raising Of Consciousness; Your Mind's Been Moved. You Are At Another Level With Your Reflections.

The Whole Culture Is Under Terrible Pressure And Fraught With Worry. It's Hard To Get Out Of That Box. That's The Dominant Situation All Over The World.

I Just Read About John Le Carre, The Great Spy Novelist. He Had An Absolutely Miserable Childhood. His Mother Deserted Him When He Was Young. His Father Was A Playboy And A Drunk. He Was Shifted Around To Many Different Homes. He Knew He Was A Writer When He Was About Nine, But He Was Dyslexic. So Here Was A Person With An Absolutely Messed-up Childhood And A Symptom That Prevented Him From Doing What He Wanted To Do Most. Yet That Very Symptom Was Part Of The Calling. It Forced Him To Go Deeper.