I yearn not for the easy path, but for the right path.  For 'easy' and 'right' are rarely compatible.

The restless adventurer within me stands eye-to-eye with the fear that has stepped directly in my path. And the thing I absolutely must not do is to blink first.

I do not walk into the storm unless I have been called into the storm. For the former is arrogance and the latter is obedience.

We can only climb the mountains because there’s a valley that makes the mountain a mountain.

If the road behind me is not growing ever longer, then it is likely that the feet underneath me are not moving any longer. And if my feet are not moving, I have somehow, somewhere traded this most glorious journey for lesser endeavors.

To fall is not to fail. To fail is to never fall because I never got up in the first place.