Each struggle, each defeat, sharpens your skills and strengths, your courage and your endurance, your ability and your confidence.

The master of a single trade can support a family. The master of seven trades cannot support himself. The wind is never for the sailor who knows not to what port he is bound.

Today I will be the master of my emotions.

Wealth, position, fame, and even elusive happiness will be mine, eventually, if I determine to render more and better service, each day, than I am being paid to render. Those who reach the top are the ones who are not content with.

My days of whining and complaining about others have come to an end. Nothing is easier than fault finding. All it will do is discolor my personality so that none will want to associate with me. That was my old life. No more.

I will laugh at the world. And most of all, I will laugh at myself for man is most comical when he takes himself too seriously.

Today I am born anew and my birthplace is a vineyard where there is fruit for all.