No tree, it is said, can grow to Heaven unless its roots reach down to Hell.
In order to succeed, you have to be the best you. Oscar Wilde was right: ‘Everyone else is already taken.’
The railroad track is miles away,
And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn’t a train goes by all day
But I hear its whistle shrieking.
All night there isn’t a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming.
My heart is warm with friends I make,
And better friends I’ll not be knowing;
Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take,
No matter where it’s going.
If you fail, don’t associated yourself with that failure. It’s an event, it’s not who you are.
The best way to protect ourselves from all the optimistic pundits pedaling fulfillment is to develop a hardy philosophy of acceptance, even resignation, and not set our hearts on finding a meaningful career.