“We fear leaving those familiar surroundings, which is natural, but through exploration of the unfamiliar we stop focusing on the labels that define WHAT we are and discover WHO we are.”

In moments of uncertainty, when you must chose between two paths, allowing yourself to be overcome by either the fear of failure or the dimly lit light of possibility, immerse yourself in the life you would be most proud to live.

When creating a business, does renting an office space now mean that you’re producing goods, training staff and generating revenues?

Make sure you make it a story you’re proud to have others tell.

My journey began with a single pencil. While traveling through India in 2006

That’s when the magic happens- when everyone else is asleep and you’re awake thinking about the world as it is, and the world as it could be. Make the most of those moments.

I understood that I might fail, but I wouldn’t let it happen because I changed my compass along the way.

Big Dreams start with small unreasonable acts

For any movement to gain momentum, it must start with a small action.

Never take no from somebody who cannot say yes.

Speak the language of the person you want to become.

True self-discovery begins where your comfort zone ends.

I’m not a non-profit person. I think of myself as an entrepreneur who wants to work on global education.

In those moments when priorities clash always stay guided by your values, not your perceived necessities.

You never realize how much you value something until you are faced with the prospect of losing it.

Make your life a story worth telling. You only get one shot at this existence, and one day when you’re gone the most important thing you’ll leave behind is the legacy of the life you lived.

As our values are the core to who we are as human beings, they are also the easiest way to identify and connect with others in meaningful ways.

The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself.

He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.

I’m lucky to have family around me. Otherwise, I’ll be taking the risk of falling in love with myself.

The Forsytes were resentful of something, not individually, but as a family; this resentment expressed itself in an added perfection of raiment, an exuberance of family cordiality, an exaggeration of family importance, and the sniff.

We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar.

From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.

We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.