Failure
Well, Valentines' Day is over. To those who are in a relationship, I hope you enjoyed the day. To the lonely hearts who spent it in the arms of sorrow, it is time to move on. We have spent enough time in discontent. Failure is part and parcel of life. It's how we deal with it that differentiates whiners from winners.
We trip, we stumble, we fall. Time and time again. No one can deny that. When failure stares you dead in the eye and mocks your very existence, when foes rejoice your lack of success by dancing on your grave, when the walls of life close in on your ambitions, waving the flag of truce would not be an arduous task at all.
To give in would be so easy. The lack of tenacity, determination, will-power, written all over your face. Charming.
The measure of a man is not defined by the number of times he falls. But rather the number of times he gives up.
We trip, we stumble, we fall. Time and time again. No one can deny that. When failure stares you dead in the eye and mocks your very existence, when foes rejoice your lack of success by dancing on your grave, when the walls of life close in on your ambitions, waving the flag of truce would not be an arduous task at all.
To give in would be so easy. The lack of tenacity, determination, will-power, written all over your face. Charming.
The measure of a man is not defined by the number of times he falls. But rather the number of times he gives up.
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