Children play the games they play. Children like to play in mud. They like to play cops and robbers. They like to play hide go seek. They like to break toys. They like to build sand castles, and they like to knock them down. They like to play. Play makes sense because it is play.

As the children become adults, they continue to play games. The game they play then is called life, considered by many to be real life, and very very serious. Play is really entered into, and sometimes at all costs.

Everything is a step. Even ego is a step. Just don’t spend too long on it.

Ninety-eight percent or more of upset is ego-bred.

If you had not felt discounted, you wouldn’t have been so angry, and maybe a situation wouldn’t have arisen. Maybe you wouldn’t have been fired or walked out and quit. Maybe you would have seen something through. Or maybe you would have left anyway, but not flounced off, and you would have made friends as you left.