“Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears.”
A great poem from Shelley.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert…Near them, on the sand,
half sunk, a shatttered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor wellthose passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains.
Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
By Percy Bysshe Shelley.
“The only thing all successful people have in common is that they’re successful, so don’t waste your time copying “the successful strategies” of others.”
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