I yearn not for the easy path, but for the right path.  For 'easy' and 'right' are rarely compatible.

The only reason I can’t jump in and engage life is that I’ve told myself I can’t. Yet I can’t helping wondering would happen if I told myself I could?

The restless adventurer within me stands eye-to-eye with the fear that has stepped directly in my path. And the thing I absolutely must not do is to blink first.

Comfort is a stance of avoidance rather than the pursuit of excellence.

If the road is easy, it’s probably easy because it’s not a road and you’re not on it.

To challenge myself to great things is to patiently and persistently expend myself in enduring all of the little things that make up every great thing.