I choose not be what the world is. Rather, I choose to be what the world says I cannot be.

Life is not about getting everything right, as much as it’s about working to live right.

The visionless will declare a vision as the pathetic muse of the weak-minded, or some dreamer having fallen victim to the lamentable fiction of their own dreams. And for those with vision, we must remember that it is the criticism of the vision that lends credibility to the fact that it is not only a vision, but a worthy one.

The size of the giant in front of you will always be determined by the size of the giant within you.

A road never defines a journey. Rather, it is defined by the heart that has decided to walk the road.

Because I have ‘chosen’ to see something as impossible, there’s a good chance that it’s not.

If I am to excel in this life in any manner that is worthwhile, I must understand that ease is not a lifestyle. Rather, it is the brief and very momentary gift that we are granted because we have spent the bulk of our time purposely engaging that which is hard.

What’s a dream but a vision that refuses to let life be defined solely by what’s on this side of the horizon.

I would be dreadfully remiss not to think that God would painstakingly craft something an intimately ingenious and inexplicably intricate as my life, and that by virtue of such sheer brilliance I should not examine it with the greatest precision and unleash it with the fullest abandon.