The goal of comfort is at the self-same time the abandonment of great accomplishments.

Every advancing step I take toward my goal of comfort is yet another retreating step I take away from God's goal of the impossible.

Mediocrity is a path cleared by fear, leveled by apathy and paved by comfort.

By choosing comfort we are in the very same decision choosing to miss every great thing in life, and that thought should be anything but comforting.

One of the most terrifying questions of all might be, ‘Will I unleash myself to live before death unleashes me from the ability to be unleashed?’ And in retrospect, maybe it’s not the question that’s terrifying. Maybe what’s terrifying is the answer.

Comfort is a stance of avoidance rather than the pursuit of excellence.