The failures I’ve endured, the people who’ve inspired me…they all serve as ever-constant angels. Angels that urge me to maintain a standard when no one is looking.
My failures push me to act in a manner where—if I was facing the same problem—I’d be worthy of success, and my inspirations push me to act in a way where if I ever ran into them, they’d look me squarely in the eye and say, “Not bad.”


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