I am grateful for my failures.

A good, hardy failure teaches us how to do better next time. A mistake proves that you tried anyway. Even if you didn’t know what the heck you were doing in the first place… You still tried. Failing means that you tried to do something most people wouldn’t have even attempted. The average person, facing the unknown, would turn around and go back to what they know, for fear of failure. People should rejoice in failure.

Falling down means you had the balls to get up in the first place. Getting lost in the woods means you had the courage to explore, to take a wrong turn, to go adrift from the mapped out path, or to even enter those damn woods. To travel the path less traveled.

As far as I’m concerned, if you have not failed often, you have not truly lived.