You sort of come face to face with your own values at some point, where you can walk away or do something about it.
When you are eighty years old, and in a quiet moment of reflection narrating for only yourself the most personal version of your life
If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.
He that’s merciful to the bad is cruel to the good.
Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has many–not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.
Aspire, break bounds. Endeavor to be good, and better still, best.
Thank you for being who you are, even when I wasn’t who I should have been.
The world needs dreamers and the world needs doers. But above all, the world needs dreamers who do.
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?