In many ways, constancy is an illusion.

The past empowers the present, and the sweeping footsteps leading to this present mark the pathways to the future.

We are not what we know but what we are willing to learn.

Of any stopping place in life, it is good to ask whether it will be a good place from which to go on as well as a good place to remain.

We do not need to understand other people and their customs fully to interact with them and learn in the process; it is making the effort to interact without knowing all the rules, improvising certain situations, which allows us to grow.

I had repeatedly accepted inappropriate burdens, stepping in to do what needed to be done. In retrospect, I think I carried them well, but the cost was that I was chronically overloaded, weary, and short of time for politicking, smoothing ruffled feathers, and simply resting.

There are few things as toxic as a bad metaphor. You can't think without metaphors.