To dream is to starve doubt, feed hope.

Inertia is so easy—don't fix what's not broken. Leave well enough alone. So we end up accepting what is broken, mistaking complaining for action, procrastinating for deliberation.

To dream is to starve doubt, feed hope.

You know, sometimes the most direct route isn't the right one. - Jacob

What would it be like to look in the mirror and actually accept what you see? Not loathe the reflection, or despise it, or be resigned to it? But to like it?

My confidence was of the hothouse variety, carefully cultivated under highly regulated conditions. One wrong look, one mean comment, and my facade would wither.

Come on, don't you ever stop and smell the coffee?