If there are occasions when my grape turned into a raisin and my joy bell lost its resonance, please forgive me. Charge it to my head and not to my heart.
When things aren't working out for people, the end of the world seems like an easy way to wipe the slate clean.
The True Self is not our creation, but God's. It is the self we are in our depths. It is our capacity for divinity and transcendence.

