Everything that I hold will eventually be gone. Subsequently, the quality of my life will depend on whether I choose to appreciate those things ‘now’ or wait until ‘then.

The weak-minded must experience the consequence of their actions to understand the foolishness of the choice. However, for the wise it’s not about avoiding consequences. It’s about choosing the right ones.

Yesterday sets the stage for tomorrow. Therefore, since today will soon become my yesterday, I would guess that a good time to think about my tomorrow might be before it leaves the confines of today.

It is far wiser to speak to someone’s humanity than to criticize their behaviors.

It’s not the claws of the cat that bothers me. Rather, it’s the fact that I gave him a reason to use them.

Every life is a canvas and every interaction is a brush, therefore we’d be wise to consider how we handle the paint.

Without a doubt, the most ingenious plan I could ever hope to devise would be to trade my plans for God’s.

I pray for sufficient wisdom to understand that wisdom apart from God is the stuff of opinion tainted by the rot of bias. And if I am somehow apt to confuse such rubbish with wisdom, I will think myself wise but find myself living in a landfill.

The wisdom to be on the throne of one’s life must surpass the wisdom of the one being ruled, otherwise I will squander the whole of my life in the most appalling ways. By virtue of that reality, I would be wise to get out of the chair and invite God to have a seat.