Trying to be successful, trying to be beautiful, trying to be loved—these futilities have trying as their common element. Let’s be clear about what trying is: trying is failing. Nothing beautiful tries.
Is there anything more dispiriting than the attempt to rekindle romance?
Trying is failing.
And love is not personal.
Peace emerges when we do not want things to be different than they are, when we agree with what is.
Peace moves in when self-improvement moves out.
Peace happens when we stop trying.
I used to be religious and was, for a time, a minister. Once, during a visit, a lapsed parishioner told me he was going to try to get to church.
Imagine that—a well-off, scratch golfer trying to get to church.
Trying is failing. Do what you feel like doing.
Where conflict is, love is not. A man who is in conflict with himself, who is angry, fearful or jealous, cannot love.
Love is easy. Trying is failing.