“No steam or gas ever drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.”

Everybody here has loved and lost, so level up and love again. … If you lift your eyes, I am your brother.

if your hopes scatter like the dust across your track, i’ll be the moon that shines on your path. the sun may blind our eyes; i’ll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the sahara.