“…there comes a time when you’re tired of your own foolishness. Like a glutton sitting at an all-you-can-eat-buffet, even self-indulgence will eventually become sickening. I’ve come to the abrupt realization: a life that is all about me is not important enough for me to give my life to. I don’t need my life to be all about me. I don’t even want my life to be all about me. But I desperately desire something important enough for which to give all my life.” (>>)