There are many paths to take, but there is only one journey to which we are called.

I am made for a purpose. And it is worth expending everything that I have to find it, for I will waste everything that I have if I do not.

Waiting for a journey is not a journey, even though we are quite adept at confusing the two.

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

I can confidently say that I’m not where I was yesterday. But if I don’t have a clear goal, where I am today is likely an extension of the same ditch.

Without mountains, we might find ourselves relieved that we can avoid the pain of the ascent, but we will forever miss the thrill of the summit. And in such a terribly scandalous trade-off, it is the absence of pain that becomes the thief of life.

To maximize our lives we think that we should get up and join in the race. Yet, we rarely consider that maybe it’s less about joining a race and more about actually creating one.

The finish line is the culmination of a journey. As such, we should never pay it so much attention that the culmination of the journey becomes the whole of the journey at the expense of the journey

Sometimes a journey forced is a journey wrecked.