Most of us have two lives. The life we live, and the unlived life within us. Between the two stands Resistance.

On the field of The Self stand a knight and a dragon. You are the knight. Resistance is the dragon.

On the artist's journey we are redefining and reconfiguring ourselves and our lives.

For what can be more noble than to slay oneself? Not literally. Not with a blade in the guts. But to extinguish the selfish self within, that part which looks only to its own preservation, to save its own skin. That, I saw, was the victory you Spartans had gained over yourselves. That was the glue. It was what you had learned and it made me stay, to learn it too.

It’s better to be in the arena, getting stomped by the bull, than to be up in the stands or out in the parking lot.

A child has no trouble believing the unbelievable, nor does the genius or the madman. It’s only you and I, with our big brains and our tiny hearts, who doubt and overthink and hesitate.

The professional dedicates himself to mastering technique not because he believes technique is a substitute for inspiration but because he wants to be in possession of the full arsenal of skills when inspiration does come. The professional is sly. He knows that by toiling beside the front door of technique, he leaves room for genius to enter by the back.