It’s not that I’ve been invited to the hole I’m standing in. It’s that I accepted the invitation.

Victory is not based on the nature of any outcome, but on the fact that one stood by their values even in the face of the most devastating outcomes.

At some point every person who has ever lived has a moment when everything that they are suddenly comes face to face with everything that they should be.

The journey driven by the winds of greed are certain to run aground on the shoals of suffering.

The assumption is that if I expend myself for myself in the end all I’ll be left with is myself, and that alone is frightening. But what I’ve failed to consider is that I have to expend so much of myself living for myself that in the end I’m really left with very little of myself, and that is unimaginably frightening.

All along, I was less concerned about walking a path of integrity and more caught up in a compass calibrated by greed. And with a compass such as this, how is it that I’m having a hard time understanding why I am where I am?

Love is the compass of the heart. Pay attention to it, and you will land in good places. Ignore it, and you’ll do everything to avoid landing.

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.

We don’t necessarily want to do the ‘right thing’ because it’s not our ‘right thing.’ And maybe when we reach the point where we’ve blown up our lives so much that we can no longer deny that we’ve blown up our lives we’ll finally admit that anything other than the ‘right thing’ will always turn out to be the ‘wrong thing.