This is day one, motherfucker. This is hour one.

Like the Taoists say, those that know don’t speak, and those who speak, well, they don’t know jack shit.

Only when you identify and accept your weaknesses will you finally stop running from your past.

There’s only one way to do that. You have to get out there and run.

Motivation is crap. Motivation comes and goes. When you’re driven, whatever is in front of you will get destroyed.

We all need small sparks, small accomplishments in our lives to fuel the big ones. Think of your small accomplishments as kindling.

Don't talk about it. Be about it. Practice what you preach.

I'm a dumb motherfucker. Okay, roger that. How do you get smarter? Educate yourself.

Someone may think Goggins is just talking. Hah. You don't know me.

What is in us, we have no idea until we start trying hard, and I mean really trying hard.

For me to be the man I wanted to become, I saw myself as the weakest person God ever created but I never blamed God for anything he ever did to me.

The only person who was going to turn my life around was me. The only way I could get turned around was to put myself through the worst things possible that a human being could ever endure.

Always be willing to embrace ignorance and become the dumb fuck in the classroom again, because that is the only way to expand your body of knowledge and body of work.

It's a lot more than mind over matter. It takes relentless self discipline to schedule suffering into your day, every day.

Life is one big tug of war between mediocrity and trying to find your best self.

It’s about what we do with opportunities revoked or presented to us that determine how a story ends.

Yes, we need to celebrate our victories. There’s power in victory that’s transformative, but after our celebration we should dial it down, dream up new training regimens, new goals, and start at zero the very next day.

It's so easy to be great now a days because most people are weak.

True will power. I’m going to fucking fail, I’m going to fucking fail, I’m going to fucking fail, and I will succeed.

Who are you at the core of your soul? If he can't answer that question our conversation's over.