| Go for it, John, not once, but again and again and again.
Do whatever it takes.
Because in the end, with arms held high in absolute rapture, beaming with joy, feeling as light as a feather, crying your eyes out, you'll see how fantastically disproportionate the rewards are for the effort expended, the risks taken, and the price paid—no matter how many false starts you endured.
And you'll be astounded by how quickly you made it, even though, when the going got tough and your spirits ebbed, you thought you'd never, ever "see the day."
Beaming with joy, The Universe | 
