Even if yesterday was wildly successful, I still don’t want to repeat it. Rather, I want to build on it.

Fear tells us to stay down so we won’t get knocked down again. God says to get up because while we might get knocked down again, at least it’ll be up the road from the last place where that happened.

If I only go as far as I can take myself, I’m not all that certain that I’ve gone much of anywhere at all. But once I dared to look outside of myself, I realized that God hands out unlimited passes to the anywhere of everywhere.

The cost of success is that I must be willing to fail far more times than I succeed, which is why so few of us are successful.

What have I accomplished other than staying alive long enough to ask what I’ve accomplished. But is that, in fact, not an accomplishment?

Winning is based on the definition that we have assigned to ‘winning.’ And if we look at most of our definitions, we’ve rarely won anything.

With God, the fear of failure is slain cold by success that is already hot on the way.

The father who has selflessly poured himself into the life of his children may leave no other monument than that of his children. But as for a life well lived, no other monument is necessary.

Mistakes are the enemies that I’ve made of them because I’ve chosen to believe that they are the stuff of my ruin instead of the ingredients of my success.