The reason placing blame repeatedly fails to work is that I repeatedly place it on everyone else instead of where it actually belongs.

Blame is the coward’s solution to his fear of accountability.

I paved the path to the very place I don’t want to be. But passing the blame off to someone else doesn’t put me any place else.

Darkness should never be an excuse to quit, for with God, darkness is the exact stuff that light was built for.

Do I forget, or do I refuse to remember?

To recklessly excuse a failure is to believe that I’ve effectively erased it from the story of my life, when I’ve actually imprinted it in indelible ink.