You are the space in which these thoughts arise, but not the thoughts themselves.

We are the estranged orphans of our nations and tribes, and we now bear the weight not of survival of the group but of personal identity.

This constant mental diatribe and the frustrations, worries, insecurities and muscular tension that ensues are the self.

It is important to realize that we so often define ourselves by what is in opposition to ourselves.

That nagging state of constant thought that exists somewhere between the ears and behind the eyes is the self.

Society is a collection of selves perpetuating their myth.

We tend to view ourselves as this, lying in contradiction with everything that is not ourselves, that.