Far too often, it is at the moment where we finally stand on the very precipice of some great thing that we turn and abandon it, for it is at these seminal moments that fear wins and greatness dies. The beauty of Christmas is that God steps over precipices.

When our lives lay in scorched shambles, we cannot allow our lives to take on the identity of the carnage that lies smoldering all around us. Therefore, we must create something that irrefutably declares we are not what lies strewn at our feet. And so, we create successes that declare we are not this! Yet, the carnage remains.

It is in the defeat that we find the ingredients for the next success.

Failure is not failure unless we fail to learn from it.

Without hesitation, I can tell you that it wasn’t the ability to get it right that got me here. Rather, it was the ability to learn every time that I got it wrong.

Never having made a mistake is a success that is always inferior to having made a mistake and having learned from it.

Behind the mask of pessimism there is nothing more than this pathetic fear that spends every waking moment of its day fearing that we might actually succeed.  

Greatness is the born of ordinary men who decided to work extraordinarily hard.

The difference between ‘wanting’ something and ‘having’ something is ‘doing’ something.