Unlike mankind, I have concluded that God never guesses. And unlike mankind, I have likewise concluded that God never makes mistakes that He’s left trying to guess His way out of.

The need for a solution suggests the existence of a problem. The existence of a problem suggests the presence of a mistake. And a mistake suggests the existence of a less than wise choice that was probably mine.

I would rather make the wrong decision and correct it, rather than make no decision which leaves me nothing to correct.

If I simply look at the map that I’ve so tediously created, it will explain why I’m laying at the bottom of this cliff looking up.

Each day hands me a clean sheet of paper upon which to write. Therefore, I would be wise to write without ever having the need to erase.

Although it pains me to admit it, I am quite familiar with the holes in life. And this familiarity is due to the fact that I spend far more time in these holes than I spend on the paths that brought me to them.

Oh that I had the opportunity to rethink so many of my decisions, for the pitfalls into which I have so frequently fallen were often dug with the shovel of those very decisions.

The next problem is often the last problem in redress.

To forgive is to refuse to contaminate the future with the errors of the past.