The first duty of love is to listen.
Being happy is about self feeling good.
Meaning is derived from contributing to others in a bigger way.
And a life of meaning seems to be healthier than a “happy” one.
This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal.
I know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it is important not to ignore its pain, it is also critical to refuse to succumb to its malevolence. Like failure, chaos contains information that can lead to knowledge — even wisdom. Like art.
I always thought “be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle” was saccharine BS until I had 3 children.
If you want to make peace with your enemy, you have to work with your enemy. Then he becomes your partner.
The things people refuse, are the things they should use.
“When a fool meets a wise man, it is the wise man who comes away having learnt something.”
… in many ways I feel my injury in that war has been a blessing in disguise. I have been given the opportunity to move through that dark night of the soul to a new shore, to gain an understanding, a knowledge, a completely different vision. I now believe that I have suffered for a reason, and in many ways I have found that reason in my commitment to peace and non-violence.
We who have witnessed the obscenity of war and experienced its horror and terrible consequences have an obligation to rise above our pain and sorrow and turn the tragedy of our lives into a triumph.