If you are fragmented and uncertain, it is terrifying to find the boundaries of yourself melt.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Now I know that that is just the phenomena of eating this way. Most all of my letters say I hit a plateau and then one morning I woke up and the melt had happened.
Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
When you're fearful, you stumble.
I really do think that any deep crisis is an opportunity to make your life extraordinary in some way.
Most of our obstacles would melt away if, instead of cowering before them, we should make up our minds to walk boldly through them.
As soon as we step beyond the established boundaries of pure thermodynamic theory, we enter a trackless region confronting us with obstacles which even the most astute of us are almost at a loss to tackle.
The thinner the ice, the more anxious is everyone to see whether it will bear.
I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
I guess I'm just hopelessly fascinated by the realities that you can assemble out of connected fragments.
It's frightening and unnerving to watch a stone melt.