Purpose
“Your soul selected your life’s purpose before you got here.”
“Since when does anyone have a clue about what they want?”
“Every soul has a path but sometimes that path is not clear.”
“There are too many ideas and things and people, too many directions to go. The reason it matters to care passionately about something is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size.”
“What's so wonderful is that every one of these flowers has a specific relationship with the insect that pollinates it. There's a certain orchid that looks exactly like a certain insect so the insect is drawn to this flower, its double, its soul mate, and wants nothing more than to make love to it. And after the insect flies off, spots another soul-mate flower and makes love to it, thus pollinating it. And neither the flower nor the insect will ever understand the significance of their lovemaking. I mean, how could they know that because of their little dance the world lives? But it does. By simply doing what they're designed to do, something large and magnificent happens. In this sense they show us how to live, how the only barometer you have is your heart. How, when you spot your flower, you can't let anything get in your way.”
“I suppose I do have one unembarrassed passion. I want to know how it feels to care about something passionately.”
“You know what you want – that’s a good thing, right?”
“You know the Greeks didn't write obituaries, they only asked one question after a man died, ‘Did he have passion?’”
"Find a truly original idea. It is the only way I will ever distinguish myself. It is the only way I will ever matter."
“You know what the scariest thing is? To not know your place in this world. To not know why you’re here.”