For every creative person trying to do interesting things in the world, there’s a “friend” from the past who’s still trying to figure out why and when his old buddy went off the deep end.
For every “YES” that you say to your own dreams, someone somewhere is saying “Oh no” to the way your life seems.
For every leap you take towards greatness, there’s a heartbroken observer who sees it as nothing less than a tragic downfall.
To pursue a life of purpose is to become an object of concern.
You can’t be the hero of your own story without being the irresponsible, inexplicable, or idiotic person in someone else’s.