Am I a storm-waster? For it is within the fury of the very storms within which I cower that I find resources for my growth that are entirely absent on calmer days.

In everything that I’ve left behind there lays everything that I need to move ahead. Therefore, the past need not be a trash-heap. Rather, it can be a treasure-trove.

I fear that should I seek out the treasures around me, they might by comparison reveal that I have not cultivated the treasures within me.

Common sense is one of the most unused commodities available to man.

History is wonder of the greatest sort.

The appetite of my ego always exceeds the grocery store of my soul.

Have I not yet discovered that the ashes of today enrich the soil of tomorrow?

To blithely discard the spent kernels of something that has ended is to discard the very resources that have painstakingly been harvested from that ending from which a spirited new beginning will be cultivated.

What I currently have are the resources that allow me to obtain what I don’t. Therefore, to forget what I ‘do have’ in the pursuit of what I ‘don’t’ is to insure that whatever I don’t have, I won’t have.