If you have a goal it’s hard to stray off the path if you are committed. Growing up in East St. Louis, it was tough, but it helped prepare me for life.
To congratulate oneself on one’s warm commitment to the environment, or to peace, or to the oppressed, and think no more is a profound moral fault.
Without involvement, there is no commitment. Mark it down, asterisk it, circle it, underline it. No involvement, no commitment.
I clasped his hand in silence, and the die was cast.
If you deny yourself commitment, what can you do with your life?
Whatever you can do, or dream you can do, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation) there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
An order given in battle, an instruction issued by the master of a sailing ship, a cry for help, are as powerful in modifying the course of events as any other bodily act. You utter a vow or forge a signature and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman or […]
The relationship between commitment and doubt is by no means an antagonistic one. Commitment is healthiest when it is not without doubt but in spite of doubt.
Do you know the difference between involvement and commitment? Think of ham and eggs. The chicken is involved. The pig is committed.