There is no greater misery than the avoidance of self.
There is no greater loneliness than the one that sets in after abandoning your most consuming dream.
There is no greater tragedy than hating being born and not giving yourself the chance to make things right for yourself.
And on the other end of the spectrum:
The biggest bliss of life is being loved in return.
The deepest connection happens between those committed to a cause greater than themselves, ideally the same cause.
The fullest satisfaction comes not from fleeting things, but from things that endure and can be done over and over again.
The highest blessing in life is being able to rely on affection. Some of it is earned. Some of it is sound judgement (of the other character), some of it is resisting superficiality as often as necessary. (And it is necessary often, more often than you are ready for.) If you want that blessing, make sure you zoom in on what you can do to earn it.
26 April 2016
Statue in Ayutthaya, Thailand, 3000 years old