I like baths. I like spending time by myself. I like cars. I like V8s. I like skiing. I like spirituality. I like business. I like exercising at home. I like nachos. I like living in the country with miniature ponies. I like having my feet massaged.
I love my family and nearest. I love my life work in doctor well being.
One of the best decisions I ever made, and I only made it a couple of years ago, was to accept myself as I am and to enjoy being me.
It was liberating. It made me realise that without acceptance, there could be no happiness.
I know I’m strange, because there’s only one me.
Maybe we all are…
In arguments, we often want to be right. But being right is not the same as being wise.
One of the greatest lies we tell ourselves is that we’re falling behind. That someone else is ahead.
As a young man I associated strength with force; louder voices, sharper opinions, firm lines in the sand.
There’s a strange kind of pride we’ve developed in being exhausted. But even lions, the king of the jungle, rest.
I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't have ambition.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.
We often try to outrun the storm, emotionally, physically, spiritually.
We’re entering an age where machines do our thinking before we’ve even had a chance to try.