Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? …I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself—if they could live in my memories—would anyone, anyone, love me
It is because of our inability to see the big picture that we make the same mistakes over and over again throughout the course of history. Different situations are the same in essence, but we insist on seeing only a small fragment of the picture instead of the whole thing.