To Argue With Reality Is To Argue

I Was Full Of Rage. My Self-esteem Was So Low That I Actually Slept On The Floor Every Night, Because I Didn't Believe I Deserved A Bed To Sleep In.

To Understand Our Own Thinking Is To Understand All Thinking.

When I Believed My Thoughts I Suffered.

Would You Rather Be Right Or Free?

When You Realize That Every Stressful Moment You Experience Is A Gift That Points You To Your Own Freedom, Life Becomes Very Kind.