"Your big opportunity may be right where you are now." -Napoleon Hill

Friday, August 24, 2012

DAY 11: Goodnight Moon





Last night I went to my rooftop and gazed up at the faint stars between the buildings. I thought about how many times I've looked up at those stars hoping and dreaming, sending wishes out into space. This time the stars seemed so far away, so faint, so few. Then I wondered if all our hoping fades with time, with each year that passes the stars grow dimmer and our dreams fade into the background. Our innocent countenance turns to wrinkles and the nights waiting for Santa Claus are no more. And yet...I still dream, I still believe for if I do not dream then I will disappear behind the curtain and be no more. 

Any why do I write with such a contemplative tone? 

It is imperative that we not forget that the sun will rise again and all those remorseful memories, so called failures or mishaps will be behind us. The sun will greet us again. 

http://www.npr.org/2012/08/24/160006508/lance-armstrong-when-a-hero-lets-us-down?utm_source=NPR&utm_medium=facebook&utm_campaign=20120824

The chief beauty about time
is that you cannot waste it in advance.
The next year, the next day, the next hour
are lying ready for you,
as perfect, as unspoiled,
as if you had never wasted or misapplied
a single moment in all your life.
You can turn over a new leaf every hour
if you choose.

Arnold Bennett

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Steve Jobs


Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is anew day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. This day is all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on yesterdays.
Ralph Waldo Emerson




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