“There is a question I have learned to ask myself when I am feeling bothered about others: am I holding myself to the same standard I am demanding of them?”
“I am fashionably unimpressed with the material world. I am moved by the beauty of aspiration, and I hope that I can elevate myself to the standards I have imposed on others.”
“when I see you, I feel the same. It is when I am away that I lose myself.”
“The question I constantly asked myself was this: What am I supposed to do?”
“If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am not for others, what am I? And if not now, when?”