In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.

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

Everyone has some inner power that awaits discovery.

There are two kinds of people. Those who climb mountains and those who sit in the shadow of the mountains and critique the climbers.

As a boy I heard this story in church. A man was patching a pitched roof of a tall building when he began sliding off. As he neared the edge of the roof he prayed, "Save me, Lord, and I'll go to church every Sunday, I'll give up drinking, I'll be the best man this city has ever known." As he finished his prayer, a nail snagged onto his overalls and saved him. The man looked up to the sky and shouted, "Never mind, God. I took care of it myself." How true of us.

The assumption of time is one of humanity's greatest follies. We tell ourselves that there's always tomorrow, when we can no more predict tomorrow than we can the weather. Procrastination is the thief of dreams.

We all arrive on Earth with a round-trip ticket.