The key to success is to keep growing in all areas of life – mental, emotional, spiritual, as well as physical.
It is better to fail in originality, than to succeed in imitation. He who has never failed somewhere, that man can not be great. Failure is the true test of greatness.
Success is a result of consistent practice of winning skills and actions. There is nothing miraculous about the process. There is no luck involved.
I learned much more from defeat than I ever learned from winning.
It hurts to fail. I’ve failed and I’ve never liked it. A mentor gave me some wonderful advice, which I share with you. He said, “Ray, give yourself 24 hours to be upset. When the 24 hours are over, ask yourself what lessons failure taught you. They are there if you’ll look. Be grateful for them, learn from them. Then, shake it off and move on.
When has failure taught you an important lesson?
What was the lesson you learned?
How did your failure make you a better person?
A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.
My Name Is Trouble
My name is Trouble—I’m a busy bloke— I am the test of Courage—and of Class—
I bind the coward to a bitter yoke,
I drive the craven from the crowning pass;
Weaklings I crush before they come to fame; But as the red star guides across the night,
I train the stalwart for a better game; I drive the brave into a harder fight.
My name is Hard Luck—the wrecker of rare dreams— I follow all who seek the open fray;
I am the shadow where the far light gleams For those who seek to know the open way;
Quitters I break before they reach the crest,
But where the red field echoes with the drums,
I build the fighter for the final test
And mold the brave for any drive that comes.
My name is Sorrow—I shall come to all To block the surfeit of an endless joy;
Along the Sable Road I pay my call Before the sweetness of success can cloy;
And weaker souls shall weep amid the throng And fall before me, broken and dismayed;
But braver hearts shall know that I belong And take me in, serene and unafraid.
My name’s Defeat—but through the bitter fight,
To those who know, I’m something more than friend;
For I can build beyond the wrath of might And drive away all yellow from the blend;
For those who quit, I am the final blow,
But for the brave who seek their chance to learn,
I show the way, at last, beyond the foe,
To where the scarlet flames of triumph burn.