My dear, I dislike the scholarly types who think that life, and the meaning of it, is found in the intellectual conversation. The more we live by our intellect, the less we understand the meaning of life. You don’t understand life by talking about it, by reading about it, or by pondering about it. You understand it by showing up every day with the intent to fully experience it. Be that be through friends, activities, or romances....

My dear, Do not let someone else dictate your happiness. If you want to be overjoyed, be. If you feel the good spirits upon you, let them overwhelm you. Do not let someone else impose on you when the world should receive your happiness. For then the world shall never receive it. And nothing would sadden the world more than realizing it’s being robbed of you. Falsely yours, Leo...