Great achievement often requires long, tortuous, bitter experiences, powerful enough to drive one to despair. But one must rise above disappointments, Neglect and sorrow and renew the pledge of devoted action. There is just no choice. We cannot wait for things to happen to us; we must make them happen to us. We cannot wait for fortune to smile on us and bless us with a distinguished result or a rewarding job. We must act and compel fortune to smile on us. Few ever win who wait, says the poet, and who won't concede he is right.
Sure there is lots of trouble, Sure there are heaps of cars, Burdens that bend us doubt. Worries that come to wear. But we must keep pursuing Something, and see it through; Still to be up and doing Is all that there is to do. Though you would like to idea, Wait for the world to right, Keep your hand on the bridle, Fight when you have to fight. Women are won by wooing. Fortune is won the same, And to be up and doing Is all there is to the game. Few ever fail by trying, Few ever win who wail. All of your sitting, sighing Never will conquer fate.
Whatever path you're either be up and doing Or soon you'll be down and done.
Don't look at a thing; start it.
Don't put it off a day; start it.
Don't pretend you must think over; start it.
Don't start half-heartedly; put every thing you can muster into your start
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