Fail, Fail, Fail Again, and Then Rise Like a Phoenix

stop that. It's what you do after that'll define where you go. When something I've

invested in my heart and my soul, which I do with everything that I actually put my

mind to, if that fails, I don't just wallow in self-pity. I roll myself in

it. I roll around in it, I wrap myself in it,

head to toe, self-pity, self-pity, self-pity. It's not a pretty

sight. I can tell you that. My mother, who's sitting right here,

has witnessed it many times. But then I get up, cry a little, dust myself off

and dive straight back into life, because the only way to push failure aside is to move