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"I no longer needed to peel myself of my skin, or to hide. To Dash the colorless ephemeral things that existed just beneath my surface were as vivid as the beauty marks he traced on my cheek."
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"Gospel of miracles is bringing about corruption in our country."
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Personal Development

"All those clean, fresh starts had made me forget what it was like, until now, to be messy and honest and out of control. To be real."
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Personal Development

"Don't make changes to suit others, stay true to yourself."
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Personal Development

"We think that boxes take everything that's bad and they lock all that nasty stuff out, when in reality they take everything that we are and they lock all of those great things in."
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Personal Development

"Our Christianity has become superstitious."
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"Real spirituality is about getting the bullshit out of your life and getting real."
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Personal Development

"I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'll bring out my shining moons. If one cannot handle the darkness, then one should not deserve the light. I have no interest in "trapping" anyone into a silken web. I have no silken web."
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"You do not have to feel truer than others in order to be original.You just need to be different and keep aspiring to be a better you."
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Personal Development

"Why did I think that the mask was a better portrayal than my authentic self? We can get hidden under layers of illusion, can't we?"
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Personal Development

"A beautiful rose with an ugly soul wilts quickly."
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"If I could mark clearly, convincingly and consistently what was good for me and also what was bad-if I could say yes and also no, as if it were the law-it would become my law."
Self-Control

"From that unremarkable gap in dense northern forest, I could finally see clearly that if I hadn't walked away from school, through devastating beauty alone on the Pacific Crest Trail, met rattlesnakes and bears, fording frigid and remote rivers as deep as I am tall-feeling terror and the gratitude that followed the realization that I'd survived rape-I'd have remained lost, maybe for my whole life. The trail had shown me how to change.This is the story of how my recklessness became my salvation.I wrote it."
Healing

"I wrote through darkness, vividly seeing: my passivity was not a crime; my desire to trust was not a flaw."
Healing

"The way to self-love and admiration is to behave like someone whom you love and admire."
Self

"Rest fixed most things. Sleep was my sweet reward. I treated bedtime as both incentive and sacrament."
Rest

"But the truth was stranger than an aimless road, it always was."
Truth

"And the idea of light unexplainably produced out of nothing was haunting, it shook me. A flat drab mountain could produce its own light, no one in this whole world knows why, and if that was possible then of course there must be other things that seemed impossible that weren't, and so anything-great and terrible-felt possible to me now."
Possibility

"The bravest thing I ever did was leave there. The next bravest thing I did was come back, to make myself heard."
Courage

"I felt like I belonged to an ancient tradition of all young people given this same task of finding their own ways through to the futures they wanted for themselves."
Tradition

"The trees were friendly, they gave me rest and shadowed refuge. Slipping through them, I felt safe and competent. My whole body was occupied. I had little energy to think or worry."
Nature
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