The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful ... Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.

You don’t have to con­trol ev­ery­thing,” she says. “You can’t con­trol ev­ery­thing.

He can’t think, he can’t write. There’s no discernible talent.

When you don't want to be where you are, you create suffering for yourself. Change happens through acceptance, kindness and relaxation--not resistance, not warfare, not fights.

Written By Geneen Roth

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