Ego is borne of the need to ‘prove’ oneself instead of making the choice to ‘be’ oneself. And so maybe we need to begin curbing the birthrate.

The thing that I’m most likely to collapse under is not the weight of the stresses that stand around me, but the ego that sits within me.

If I can’t quite figure out what an ego is, all I have to do is look for the thing that’s killing itself in the very act of feeding itself.

If I’m my biggest fan, the only person in the stadium is probably me.

If it’s about me, I can be assured that there will be a bunch of empty chairs in the auditorium of my life; save the one I’m sitting in.

If it has anything to do with me, it has nothing to do with sacrifice.

I pretend to give gifts that people pretend to be gifts so that I can pretend that I gave something that actually cost me something. And what pretending or this sort gives me is the gift of a pretend life.

If I am indeed my own god, I’d better start praying to myself to get myself out of myself.

It’s thinking that I had the solution that probably created the problem in the first place.