When I dance, I dance; when I sleep, I sleep. Nay, and when I walk alone in a beautiful Orchard, if my Thoughts are some part of the Time taken up with strange Occurrences, I some part of the Time call them back again to my Walk, or to the Orchard, to the Sweetness of the Solitude, and to my self. – Michel de Montaigne, “Of Experience,” translated from French by Charles Cotton

Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin

Only you can set you free. – Living Colour, “Cult of Personality”