I’m beginning to suspect that the second half of life is about learning to let go of everything I feverishly collected over the first half that wasn’t loving or human.

There is nothing more beautiful than seeing a person being themselves. Imagine going through your day being unapologetically you.

Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.

Lighten up on yourself. No one is perfect. Gently accept your humanness.