No matter how qualified or deserving we are, we will never reach a better life until we can imagine it for ourselves and allow ourselves to have it.

Why kill yourself? Life will do it for you.

Laughing on the way to your execution is not generally understood by less-advanced life forms, and they call you crazy

A cloud does not know why it moves in just such a direction and at such a speed...It feels an impulsion...this is the place to go now. But the sky knows the reasons and the patterns behind all clouds, and you will know, too, when you lift yourself high enough to see beyond horizons.

There's always some aftermath, good and bad, makes-me-happy or makes-me-unhappy, for anything we choose to do.

All we see of someone at any moment is a snapshot of their life, there in riches or poverty, in joy or despair. Snapshots don't show the million decisions that led to that moment.