My mother used to tell me man gives the award, God gives the reward. I don’t need another plaque.

Don’t tell me that I can’t do it. Go and tell God that story. After all, He is the one who gave me the air to breath and be able to do it well! Go!

Life on this planet on its own is temporal. So tell me why you think your problems are permanent. No condition is permanent.

And I suddenly understand what to do when bad things come. You don’t hide, you don’t look away; you get right up on them, you take the reins and you ride.

Sometimes it takes a lot of courage to be who you are.