The thought of hard decisions is often worse than the consequences.
Once a decision is made, we can move forward, we can be proactive, we can actively work towards a better future.
When we’re stuck in the no-man’s-land of prolonging making the decision, we are paralysed.
The best decision is the right one. The second best is the wrong one. The worst is no decision at all.
One of the greatest lies we tell ourselves is that we’re falling behind. That someone else is ahead.
As a young man I associated strength with force; louder voices, sharper opinions, firm lines in the sand.
There’s a strange kind of pride we’ve developed in being exhausted. But even lions, the king of the jungle, rest.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.