I can’t say as though failure has set me up for any kind of success as an author, or for any kind of material success at all, but it has opened me up to the little things in life, like learning to appreciate everything I do have rather than to mourn the loss of what I don’t.
Life gives you no guarantees. We can’t even guarantee tomorrow. π
I might as well love while I can, smile while I can, live while I can.
If I wait to live my life, I might miss it altogether.
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