The First Killer is Too Cold for SuccessWhy do I always try to cover my small accomplishments under blankets of words that make light of my work or excuses for my lack of ability? Worst of all, I have come to believe my excuses so that I willingly sell my days for pennies while consoling myself with thoughts that things could always be worse.
It is time to study the reflection in my looking glass until I recognize that the most harmful enemy I have is myself. At last, in this magic moment, the veil of self-deceit is beginning to lift from my eyes. I am not a fool. Henceforth I will stand on my own feet and my terrible crutches of self-pity and self-contempt have been cast aside forever.
Now I know that patience and time can do more than even strength and passion. The years of frustration are ready to be harvested. All that I have managed to accomplish, and all that I hope to accomplish, has been and will be by that plodding, patient, persevering process which builds the ant heap particle by particle, thought by thought, step by step.
No longer will I look mournfully to the past. It will never return. Instead, with these success principles and vows, I will shape the present because it is mine and I will go forth to meet the mysterious future without fear, without doubt, with out de- spair. There is nothing I cannot achieve if I try.