I lived life as my shadow hopin that the pain would go; but all the time I was hidin from me
If you know what I mean
If you too are searching to be happy
All you gotta do is dig a little deeper within you

Men gladly believe that which they wish for.

What win I, if I gain the thing I seek?
A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.
Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?
Or sells eternity to get a toy?
For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?

Being a survivor doesn't mean you have to be made out of steel and it doesn't mean you have to be ruthless - It means you have to be basically on your own side and want to win.

The longer we listen to one another - with real attention - the more commonality we will find in all our lives. That is, if we are careful to exchange with one another life stories and not simply opinions.

In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins - not through strength but by perseverance.

Chapter One of My Life.  I walk down the street. There's a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in.
I am lost. I am helpless. It isn't my fault. It still takes forever to find a way out.

Chapter Two.  I walk down the same street. There's a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I'm in the same place! But it isn't my fault. And it still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter Three.  I walk down the same street. There's a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it there. I still fall in. It's a habit! My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.

Chapter Four.  I walk down the same street. There's a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.

Chapter Five.  I walk down a different street.