If you can dream and not make dreams your master; If you can think and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with triumph and disaster; And treat those two imposters just the same, If you can force your heart, and never, and sinew; To serve your turn long after they are gone; And so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the will which says to them, “Hold on,” If you can fill the unforgiving minute; With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that’s in it,
And what is more,
you’ll be a man, my son. — Rudyard Kipling, Public Speaking for Success
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