The 14th Dalai Lama, Dzogchen: The Heart Essence of the Great Perfection, 2004 (via absurdlakefront)
Sometimes I feel like I should walk alone. I don’t own people and I don’t feel owned by other people. But it feels like people want to own me.
We all have wars we must fight and it is nice to have a friend or be a friend to help. But there is no ownership. That friend will be there because of the friendship. Maybe some will be there because they are owned.
Not me. I’m there for you exactly because you don’t own me.