It would seem that the belief that ‘everything is bad’ won’t quit dogging us until we’ve unconditionally surrendered the belief that ‘anything might be good.’ And if what is ‘bad’ fears what is ‘good’ to that degree, then I am left with the assumption that good left alive will eventually leave bad less than alive.

Simply giving something ‘a shot’ is not giving something our ‘best,’ for our best is made up of as many ‘shots’ as it takes in order to be our best.

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

If the amount of times we get up is just one less than the amount of times that we've been knocked down, then we're spending our lives lying down.

The greatest risk is not risking.

Regardless of how foreboding it might appear, a peak without any altitude is a bump. And how many times have I ambled on top of the latter so I could fool myself into believing that I had ascended the former?

Without mountains, we might find ourselves relieved that we can avoid the pain of the ascent, but we will forever miss the thrill of the summit. And in such a terribly scandalous trade-off, it is the absence of pain that becomes the thief of life.

A commitment to never getting knocked down is in reality a decision to never stand up.

Obedience that does not have faith in that to which it is being obedient will mouth the words, but it will never walk the road.