We are our own warriors, our own heroes. We must make our own luck. Through self-sacrifice, we strive to the bitter end for gratification. We accomplished so much solely through our own might and will. Our reward is renewed inner strength.
Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle: when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.