Over the years your bodies become walking autobiographies, telling friends and strangers alike of the minor and major stresses of your lives.
Even the fear of death is nothing compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully.
I have a simple philosophy. Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. And scratch where it itches.
By the time I'd grown up, I naturally supposed that I'd be grown up.
It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare.
My philosophy is that not only are you responsible for your life, but doing the best at this moment puts you in the best place for the next moment.
I define comfort as self-acceptance. When we finally learn that self-care begins and ends with ourselves, we no longer demand sustenance and happiness from others.