Although I regularly convince myself otherwise, because I aim at something doesn’t necessarily mean I have a target.

My definition of success is not based on achieving the impossible, but rather surviving the probable. And with a threshold that horribly low, simple survival cannot help but become my highest aspiration.

Are my efforts driven by the need to win at all cost, or am I inspired by the desire to hold onto my integrity despite the cost? For I would be wise to realize that exercising the former will cost me both the former and the latter.

Far too often the ‘things’ that men define as success do little more than successfully destroy the lives of the very men who achieve those ‘things.’ And while I must admit that there is an authentic element of success in all of that, it’s the kind of success that I would much prefer to successfully avoid.

My goals exceed the reach of my energies, but my God exceeds the reach of my goals.

Dreams must be chased, for if we wait for them to chase us we will live a life of waiting.