A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it bearing within it the image of a cathedral. It is not enough to stare up the steps we must step up the stairs. The poorest of all men is not the man without a cent, it is the man without a dream. Nobody gets to live life backward. No one can walk backward into the future.
Self is the only prison that can bind the soul.
This day is a day that we will never live again. Let everything count. Let every person matter. We must strive with our all and even lust for the ability to cherish every moment of now, for yesterdays remain unchanged and tomorrows are uncertain. When the Lord gives you lemons, make lemonade.