Impulsivity is something akin to spontaneously jumping out of an airplane and not realizing that you forgot something until about five seconds before impact.

The only reason I can’t jump in and engage life is that I’ve told myself I can’t. Yet I can’t helping wondering would happen if I told myself I could?

We are always immeasurably bigger than the little person we’ve too often doomed ourselves to be.

If my heart is set on pursuing real treasures, my mind must be fixed solely on the privilege of enjoying them and freed of the obsession of owning them.

It is the length of the journey that ripens the joy of the outcome.

The worst of me is the raw material from which God molds the best of me.