Sometimes, when tragedy strikes, people give up hope that they can expect anything more from life, when the real quest is finding out what life expects from them.

I absolutely love playing the game 'Risk.

We plan our lives in long, unbroken stretches that intersect our dreams the way highways connect the city dots on a road map. But in the end we learn that life is lived in the side roads, alleys, and detours.

Everyone has some inner power that awaits discovery.

Procrastinatio n is the thief of dreams

Usually life’s greatest gifts come wrapped in adversity.

Could it be that to truly love a thing is not to desire it, but to desire happiness for it?