You have peace," the old woman said, "when you make it with yourself.

Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.

When you're rotten about yourself, you become rotten to everyone else, even those
you love.

The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.

The little things, I can obey. The big things—how we think, what we value—those you must choose yourself. You can't let anyone—or any society—determine those for you.

We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves.