The Kind of Empire You Can Sleep InA man can build a kingdom two ways. He can stack it on love and truth, or he can nail it together with lies and stolen boards. Both will stand for a while. One will let him sleep.The easy way is always the cheap way. You whisper the right lie in the right ear. You shave the truth a little. You take what is not you

To be a different bird—that’s what I love. I’ve always been the one they didn’t want to hand the microphone to, the one with a little too much spirit for the crowd. Looking back many moons ago, here’s a true story: when I worked at the aluminum plant on the last day of my ninety-day probation, they gave me the worst puller they had—numb

The Storm Came Without AskingThe thing about storms is—they never ask permission.They don’t knock. They arrive. Sudden. Unforgiving.You might catch the sky darkening, but by then, it’s already too late.The wind’s tearing at the door, and it doesn’t care if you're ready.Doesn’t care if you just set your life in order,or if your hands are