Rights’ are ‘privileges,’ and if I am arrogant enough to demand the former without respecting the latter I will lose both.

It is the fool who declares ‘I am ascending the summit,’ while he’s toddling around in the ditch.

Being lost without grasping the rather obvious fact that we are lost is by far the best guarantee we have that we’re going to stay lost.

The paralyzing fear of being lost is fed solely by the irrational fear that we will never be found.

The reason my life has wandered to nowhere is likely due to the fact that the focus of the moment has dictated the destination of my life, when the destination of my life should have been dictating the focus of the moment.