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There is nothing in the whole world that so severely tries the temper of a mind as failure. The bitter, inevitable necessity of acknowledging wasted effort brings, to the weak soul, an instinctive desire to find some circumstance on which to lay the blame of disaster, and having found the supposed cause of the painful effect under which he smarts, the unsuccessful one rebels against the apparent injustice which makes him suffer, for what he cannot control. Too often rebellion becomes revolt, and the wretched sufferer throws away his life, as if it were a worthless toy.

The strong soul waits patiently until the mists have cleared away, and within himself seeks the cause his reason demands. As a fireman is sometimes enabled to rescue the inmates of a burning building by the light which proclaims destruction, so the searcher after Truth finds his treasure by the conflagration of evil in his own heart, the existence of which he never suspected.

There are many degrees of weakness and strength, but to all alike comes the message:—

There is no failure except in ceasing to try.
—Elbert Hubbard

Press on then, you who are smarting under the sense of failure to achieve the object of your desire. Despair not, for above and around you is the great God of justice and Truth, Who, in shaping your destiny, is fulfilling Himself, and Whose laws, obeyed, will guide your feet into the Way of Peace.

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James Allen

James Allen was a little-known philosophical writer and poet. He is best recognized for his book, As a Man Thinketh. Allen wrote about complex subjects such as faith, destiny, love, patience, and religion but had the unique ability of explaining these subjects clearly and in a way that is easy to understand. He often wrote about cause and effect, sowing and reaping, as well as overcoming sadness, sorrow, and grief. For more information on the life of James Allen, click here.

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