Every lie is two lies — the lie we tell others and the lie we tell ourselves to justify it.
Sometimes you believe a thing that isn't true because in the world you wish to live in, it would be true.
What a unique treasure are the things we have learned to live without, for no thief can take them from us.
An old belief is like an old shoe. We so value its comfort that we fail to notice the hole in it.
There is no such thing as a list of reasons. There is either one sufficient reason or a list of excuses.
In the end you don't so much find yourself as you find someone who knows who you are.