If we speak in truth it may not always feel good, but it will always be right.

I don’t wish for a perfect life, for in doing so I will have discarded the tremendous opportunities for great good that lay hidden in the greatest bad.

It’s not about being loved by people. It’s about loving them enough to do the right thing for them even though they may hate you for it.

Doing the right thing may come with enormous cost. However, the cost of not doing the right thing will cost me myself. And that is not a price that any of us can afford to pay.

At the point that I have confused ‘rights’ with ‘privileges,’ I will have lost both.

I need something to remind me that happiness is a gift, not a right. Pain does that quite expertly.

Ethics are not the things that kill my fun. Rather, they are the things that keep me from getting killed by the things that I thought were fun.

To do something that’s just a ‘little bit less’ than the right thing is to do a whole lot of the wrong thing.

My rights do not include the right to do wrong.