A PAINTING OF A PANIC ATTACK

You have power over your mind, not outside events. Realize this and you will find strength

My heart hurts from seemingly nowhere. It is a daily occurrence, one that never fails to bring itself to my attention. Oh, I have felt a frequent numbness, but this is not it. This is a deep sting. Sadness of the soul.

All mortals are equal; it is not their birth, but virtue itself that makes the difference.

The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it is not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of the other person—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other.