I Like A Man With Faults, Especially

The Ego, As A Collection Of Our Past Experiences, Is Continually Offering Miserable Lines Of Thought. It's As If There Were A Stream With Little Fish Swimming By, And When We Hook One Of Them There Is A Judgment. The Ego Is Constantly Judging Everybody And Everything. It Has Its Constant Little Chit Chat About Things That Can Happen In The Future, Things About The Past, Too, And These Are The Little Fish That Swim By. And What We Learn To Do-this Is Why It Takes Work-is To Not Reach Out And Grab A Fish.

It's Not That "today Is The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life," But That Now Is All There Is Of My Life.

When Someone Disagrees With Me, I Do Not Have To Immediately Start Revising What I Just Said. People Don't Want Me To Always Agree With Them. They Can Sense This Is Phony. They Can Sense I Am Trying To Control Them: I Am Agreeing With Them To Make Them Like Me. They Feel; "i Don't Want To Exist To Like You. I Don't Exist To Like You."

I Don't Need A "reason" To Be Happy. I Don't Have To Consult The Future To Know How Happy I Feel Now.

Now That I Know That I Am No Wiser Than Anyone Else, Does This Wisdom Make Me Wiser?