Our vision is narrowed by the fear of what we might see if we dare to look when what we should fear is what we might miss if we don't.

It may be that we're not seeing the wonder in life because all we're doing is wondering how we're going to survive life.

If it’s all meaningless then why are we discussing that it’s all meaningless, for such a conversation is of itself meaningless? So, maybe the fact that we're having a meaningless conversation about life being meaningless evidence that it’s not.

The road from ‘here' to ‘there' is a map yet to be written with the pen I hold in my hand.

There’s only one person walking in my shoes, and that’s me.

Disappointment focuses on ‘what is not,' and completely misses the far greater reality of ‘what now is.

The most critical time in any battle is not when I'm fatigued, it's when I no longer care.

When wisdom gives way to whimsy and ethics fall to the excitement, it is highly likely that the ground beneath me will ‘give way’ and it is I who will ‘fall.

Although I've been thoroughly conditioned by pain to see it otherwise, an ending is nothing more than the backside of a beginning.

If we're missing life it's probably because we're expecting it to reveal itself to us, rather than realizing that life is revealed by us looking for it.