While intellect might make a man ingenious, it is passion that keeps genius on its feet.

When we lose the belief in ‘something better’ we’ve embraced the belief in ‘all things worse.’ And such a perspective is based less on things being worse, and more on our inability to believe that we can make it better.

The greatest battles are not fought winning the war. Rather, they are fought keeping the peace.

A dream is our imagination waiting for us to be brave enough to pick up a pencil, zealous enough to sketch out a blueprint, determined enough to gather the tools, committed enough to lean into the task, and audacious enough to make imagination the reality that it was always meant to be. For in time, a dream left to be nothing but a dream will eventually leave our souls believing that dreams aren’t worth imagining. And I can only imagine a handful of things as devastating as that.

Although I too often see myself as powerless, the fact is the New Year is what I make it. And whatever I make it is what it makes me.

If you can imagine something, at least imagine it with legs so that it has a chance to go somewhere.

The only way to achieve a dream worth dreaming is to accept the reality that each victory that we experience along the way will be preceded by innumerable failures chronically deep and frequently painful. And our ability to deal with these realities are certain to test both the merit of our dream and the depth of our commitment to it.

The exhaustion of the climb evidences the fact that we’re climbing. Therefore, I don’t ever wish to be exhausted by being exhausted.

It’s not the length of my stride. It’s the fact that I’m walking.