“How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are?”
“Don’t you, when strangers and friends come to call, straighten the cushions, kick the books under the bed and put away the letter you were writing? How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are? Isn’t the mirror hostile enough?”
“We see what we want to see in life, regardless of whether it's really in front of us or not...”
“All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.”
“The walls in front of us are not there to keep us from achieving our desire. They are there to see how bad we want what we desire.”
“Sometimes the things we really want are right in front of us. We just don't see them.”