When it comes to doing great things, it’s less a matter of vision and more a matter of bravery.

It is in the ‘exhaustion’ of getting to the goal that we too often forget the ‘elation’ of achieving the goal. And because that’s the case, too often we forfeit both.

The hallmark of great dreams is not their possibility but their impossibility, and the fact that it is the very notion of the ‘impossible’ that inspires us to go and accomplish them anyway.

Any achievement is predicated on the fact that we had the opportunity to achieve. And maybe the biggest achievement in any achievement is recognizing that we had the opportunity.

Sometimes my successes come quickly and at other times they are terribly slow to arrive. It is not my place to determine the speed at which they arrive or if they arrive at all. My place is to keep forging ahead no matter what.

With God, the word ‘impossible’ is itself impossible.

Far too often the ‘things’ that men define as success do little more than successfully destroy the lives of the very men who achieve those ‘things.’ And while I must admit that there is an authentic element of success in all of that, it’s the kind of success that I would much prefer to successfully avoid.

It might be said of me that I could have done it differently or that there was a better way or that I should have waited when I didn’t. But what cannot be said of me is that I didn’t try. And without question, I would rather have tried and blundered in every attempt than not have tried to make any attempt.

Any accomplishment achieved through selfishness ultimately accomplishes the destruction of the one who did the accomplishing. And while that’s most certainly an accomplishment, it’s one that I don’t have any interest in.