Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Goes back to a theory I always thought I lived by, yet never really applied until now: Fail. Forward. Faster.
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food, travel, art, poetry, rants and other musings
Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Goes back to a theory I always thought I lived by, yet never really applied until now: Fail. Forward. Faster.
