There comes a time in the life of every human when he or she must decide to risk "his life, his fortune, and his sacred honor" on an outcome dubious. Those who fail the challenge are merely overgrown children, can never be anything else.

I'm a risk-taker, my life is lived on the edge - I either go big or go home.

"Sometimes you risk everything for a life worth living, even if you're not the one that'll be alive to see it." (p152)

There comes a time when you decide if you fight it off or learn to die.

There are moments when one has to choose between living one's own life, fully, entirely, completely-or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands.

Once you find your dream, risk everything to make it come true.

To know what life is worth you have to risk it once in a while.

I'd decided to take the risk, and either I'd succeed or else.

Maybe we cannot escape from the destiny of the human, but we have a choice: to suffer our destiny or to enjoy our destiny.

One must, in one's life, make a choice between boredom and suffering.

How much you truly “believe” in something can be manifested only through what you are willing to risk for it.

You can decide to either sit back and loath in fear or to try and try and try and try, until you succeed

The choice isn’t between success and failure; it’s between choosing risk and striving for greatness, or risking nothing and being certain of mediocrity.

You must make your choice whether to hold on to some thing which cannot save you, or let go, and fall into the hands of the Lord.