No matter how bitter things become for me, personally economically, I would never allow myself to be destroyed from within. I would sustain all kinds of disappointment without ceasing to believe, to hope, to love. I would never yield to the temptation of pessimism, the ease of despair or withdrawal.
It was as if I took an inner vow
NEVER TO ALLOW GRADUALLY THE TRAFFIC TO SMOTHER WITH NOISE AND FOG the flowing of the spirit.
Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past me I will turn to see fear’s path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Commitment is what transforms a promise into reality. It is the words that speak boldly of your intentions. And the actions which speak louder than the words. It is making the time when there is none. Coming through time after time after time, year after year. Commitment is the stuff character is made of; the power to change the face of things. It is the daily triumph of integrity over skepticism.
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