I've come to believe that all my past failure and frustration were actually laying the foundation for the understandings that read more

I've come to believe that all my past failure and frustration were actually laying the foundation for the understandings that have created the new level of living I now enjoy.

I have no use for men who fail. The cause of their failure is no business of mine, but I read more

I have no use for men who fail. The cause of their failure is no business of mine, but I want successful men as my associates.

Allow me to offer my congratulations on the truly admirable skill
you have shown in keeping clear of the read more

Allow me to offer my congratulations on the truly admirable skill
you have shown in keeping clear of the mark. Not to have hit
once in so many trials, argues the most splendid talents for
missing.

A man's life is interesting primarily when he has failed--I well know. For it's a sign that he tried to read more

A man's life is interesting primarily when he has failed--I well know. For it's a sign that he tried to surpass himself.

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of battle! O Jonathan,
thou wast slain in thine high places.

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of battle! O Jonathan,
thou wast slain in thine high places.

He ploughs in sand, and sows against the wind,
That hopes for constant love of woman kind.

He ploughs in sand, and sows against the wind,
That hopes for constant love of woman kind.

Don't fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things. The saddest summary of a life contains three read more

Don't fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things. The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have .

Success is dependent upon the glands - sweat glands.

Success is dependent upon the glands - sweat glands.

And each forgets, as he strips and runs
With a brilliant, fitful pace,
It's the steady, quiet, read more

And each forgets, as he strips and runs
With a brilliant, fitful pace,
It's the steady, quiet, plodding ones
Who win in the lifelong race.
And each forgets that his youth has fled,
Forgets that his prime is past,
Till he stands one day, with a hope that's dead,
In the glare of the truth at last.