Success is for pussies, it’s failing that makes you strong
I was trying to put down my thoughts to someone about what it is like to want something, go for it, fail at it miserably, and then revisit the same endeavor in a different manner years later, go for it, fail at it. I can’t help but wonder – is the universe telling me to stop wanting this in my life? Should I leave this subject alone? I remember standing in line at the grocery store reading O Magazine and Oprah said, “Failure is a way of telling you, you are on the wrong path.”
Is that true?
T sends me a quote from Beckett, who she was reading on a rainy day in Hvar – “Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
Truer?