There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
I have not always chosen the safest path. But I’ve learned something important along the way: I’ve learned to heed the call of my heart. I’ve learned that the safest path is not always the best path and I’ve learned that the voice of fear is not always to be trusted.
Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.
You will either step forward into growth, or you will step back into safety.
Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase. Just take the first step.
As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.
Discovery consists not in seeking new lands, but in seeing with new eyes.
Some beautiful paths can’t be discovered without getting lost.
For every path you choose, there is another you must abandon, usually forever.
Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.
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