She remembered who she was and the game changed.
This is the beautiful secret of minimalism: It may seem like it’s about stuff, but once you’ve cut through the clutter and adopted a new frame of mind, you learn that it’s barely about ‘the stuff’ at all.
Eyes blinded by the fog of things cannot see truth. Ears deafened by the din of things cannot hear truth. Brains bewildered by the whirl of things cannot think truth. Hearts deadened by the weight of things cannot feel truth. Throats choked by the dust of things cannot speak truth.
If you cannot help but envy others, at least envy people for things such as their patience, perseverance, and tolerance.
What is your heart worth? What about your time? What holds your heart, holds your attention. What holds your attention, holds your time. What holds your time, holds your life. And if it's possessions that holds these things, It will demand it all.
Keep it simple; keep it REAL.
Prose is architecture and the Baroque age is over.
Edit your life frequently and ruthlessly. It's your masterpiece after all.
It's not always that we need to do more but rather that we need to focus on less.
Imagine how much more crazy money would drive us if we could each drive more than one car at the same time.
Imagining your ideal life success story is LESS about WHAT you want to do and MORE about WHO you want to become.
It’s 100% easier to increase your time and freedom by eliminating the dumb things you do every day than to try to be 100% more productive doing more dumb things.
Whenever we buy something we do not need, we waste not only money but also time.
Often what we see as progress in the right direction is merely the improvement of a wrong solution.
Remember. Materialism is just another bullshit faith. Poetry is fucking alchemy.