Failure cannot cope with persistence.

Commitment to any given activity is a must for the successful person. You should give yourself 100 percent towards any particular task or activity you are engaged in. Whether it’s work, a hobby, or being with friends. You must concentrate your mind and body on one activity at a time.

Many times in the past I remember going to a tae kwon do class with many things weighing heavily on my mind. I found that if I started to think about anything else (e.g., my studies, my life, my job) I became distracted and sensed a tension inside which seemed to be saying to me: “Why are you here when you know you’ve got so much work to do?” This kind of thinking can paralyze your effort to relax, work out, or do whatever else you might be trying to do. Most often it’s when you are trying to relax or do something you enjoy.

What I did and continue to do in these situations is take control of my thoughts and effectively say right back to that little voice inside:

“Now look here. I have come to exercise for the next hour. Everything else in my life can wait until I get home or until I need to deal with that specific area in its own allotted time. I will not have my relaxation/physical fitness time destroyed by such negative and anxious thinking.”

I then usually proceed to give my best to the session, my mind quiets down, and I really enjoy my time away from the rest of my life.

I find the following quote quite useful in this regard:

“One step enough for me.”

We must realize that everything has a time and a place. You should never try and do more than one thing at a time. This does not mean that you can’t have a whole bunch of projects on the go at the same time. What it means is that if you are dealing with project number 1, you must concentrate completely on that project. You can move to number 2 later, and then you concentrate completely on number 2.

It wastes your time and energy and it can also leave you feeling torn if you are busy with project one and you are trying to think about how you are going to handle project two at the same time. It doesn’t work, it’s not efficient, so don’t do it.

If you deal with each part of your life in its allotted time, giving yourself fully to that part while you are engaged in it, you will find that you can start to enjoy each part more and more. You start to lose that sense of tension that you create by being in one place and thinking about being in another.

This is especially important when it comes to being with friends and family. It is so important to use that time wisely and not waste it by not being with them 100 percent. People can often sense when we are not completely there and when we are distracted by something else. Our lack of “mindfulness”’ can lead to feelings of frustration and hurt, especially if a loved one is trying to tell us something and we are not really listening. Work must never dominate your life so much so that it intrudes on your moments alone with friends or family. Like I said, it wastes your time, and more importantly it takes away from the richness of the other activity you are engaged in.

To explain further the value of commitment and self-discipline, let me again use an example from the many years of experience I have in Tae Kwon Do.

You can learn so much about human behavior and personality when you take part in a Tae Kwon Do class over a period of years, or any martial art for that matter. When I first began, I was not the fastest or the best athlete in the world — far from it! I often struggled to run up the hills when we did our fitness training and I had to keep working really hard on my kicks to try and get them right. I would often get very frustrated when a kick we had been learning for a few years wasn’t working out for me.

There were others in the class, however, who seemed to be able to do the hardest kicks with the greatest of ease and with the greatest confidence. There were a few guys in the class who had started at roughly the same time as I did. They had a definite talent for Tae Kwon Do and I suppose for sports in general. They kicked really well, were super-fit and often became the “favourites” of the instructor. What I noticed, however, as the years went by, was that no matter how fast they came out kicking (if you will excuse the expression) and no matter how brilliant they were, after a certain amount of time they would leave. It didn’t matter that they may have been the most talented people, with the most potential to become world champions at tae kwon do; if they didn’t have what it took mentally to stick it out and to have the discipline to see it through, then all the talent in the world was for nothing.

I, on the other hand, who began with maybe a little less talent and athletic prowess, began to improve and get better over the years. Eventually my kicks started becoming really accurate and powerful. My confidence improved as I got better and one day, after having seen how my skills compared to other clubs and belts, I realised how far I had come and that the discipline and commitment that I put into tae kwon do had paid off.

I gained so many other benefits from doing Tae Kwon Do over the years – such as the levels of physical fitness I achieved and the confidence – but the one thing that it really taught me was the value of being disciplined and committed to doing something and seeing it through. Now, please bear in mind that I am not saying that you must remain committed to something even when you feel it no longer serves you or when it has started to become a real drain on you. You will need to walk that line carefully and continuously test the waters to see whether what you are doing is benefiting you and whether you are achieving your goals in life. There came a time for me when I decided to leave tae kwon do when I felt it no longer — at that moment — served me. I have since returned to it and now train my own children in it, but I made the decision to leave after doing it for seven years.

My instructor had returned to France and I felt that the class was no longer teaching me and helping me grow. The difference was that I stuck it out and really enjoyed the benefits I gained from it even though there were so many times I wanted to quit.

As another example, I know a young man who is extremely talented when it comes to music. He was born with a “musical ear.” By age 11, he was playing Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” on the piano just from listening to it and then learning it by trial and error on the piano. Later in life he taught himself the guitar and then the electric guitar. There was a time I didn’t see him for a period of a year or so because he was overseas and when he came back he had learned to play the electric guitar on his own and he was playing the likes of Gary Moore and Santana. He played them almost to a tee! But this young man had never learned the discipline to stick to something and he was always getting himself into some form of trouble or another. There was no doubt in my mind that he had the potential to reach rock star status if he even had a little discipline to see it through and to make it happen for himself. It really is such a pity to see talent go to waste.

I believe that we all have innate potential and the seeds of greatness in us, but it is the discipline and commitment to water those seeds and to develop those talents that is needed before any measure of success will come about. I don’t think you will often find people who have made it to the top in any field who have not spent a lot of time grooming and preparing themselves to be there. They probably spent hours and hours, days, months and even years preparing themselves and taking steps along the way before they finally “made it.”

There is no doubt that life requires us to put in the time to reap the rewards. We often have to keep going when we feel that there is nothing left in us to move us forward. I have often used Edgar A. Guest’s poem “Don’t Quit” during difficult times such as these.

When you are faced with a difficult path along your journey in life or when you come up against an obstacle that seems like it cannot be overcome, you may find yourself thinking that you should quit. When you come to that moment you can often see how your life is at a crossroads and that one decision will take you one way and the other decision another way. Although I must admit that most people probably wouldn’t take the time to think about which way their decisions are going to take them in life. It can be a very emotional time when you are on that brink and you feel like it’s just so much easier to let it go and to give up. But don’t do it, not unless you are very sure that this is no longer what you want for yourself.

A useful thing to remember and to say to yourself when you are in this kind of situation is to say that it is very easy to quit and give up. Remind yourself that you always have the choice to quit and give up but it takes someone with that little bit of something in them to carry on going when the going gets tough and that you are one of those people. The option to quit is there, your escape button will always be there but you can make the decision to not use it just yet (keep it like an ace up your sleeve) and stick it out and stay committed. Again this is assuming that the thing you want to stay committed to is good for you and for your development and growth.

You will always look back on your ability to stick with something and realize that you have a lot of strength and staying power within you. The best thing is that it’s a transferable skill. It does not only apply to the activity or goal you are working on at the moment. Once you learn to flex your discipline and commitment “muscles,” you can learn to transfer those skills to other areas of your life. I found that my discipline in tae kwon do gave me extra discipline when it came to completing my honours and master’s degrees. If you decide that you want to begin an exercise regime, there is no doubt that you will need to develop your discipline “muscles” as well as your actual muscles. If you want to learn how to play the guitar or how to play golf, you will need that discipline and commitment to carry on.

Commitment and self discipline are directly related to the level of motivation that you can create for yourself to get yourself moving. Motivation and discipline are two sides of the same coin. It’s an intricate relationship that can be useful to understand. The really important thing to take note of is the effect that discipline has on motivation. It will be the levels of discipline that you can create in your life that will allow you to lift your levels of motivation, and not usually the other way around.

As an example, I am sure most of you have experienced the lack of motivation to go and do a physical activity. Whether that activity is going to the gym, going for a jog, going for a swim, taking the dog for a walk, or even just taking out the trash!

When we feel low with motivation to do something, it is our level of discipline that will get us to get up and get going. It is an intricate play going on in your mind about the pros and cons of actually getting up and doing it. Your mind starts to play mental football, knocking around the ball and trying to find enough reason or motivation to make it happen. When you have spent enough time developing the discipline and have learned to put this mental game on the side and focus on why you want to do your activity and how you will feel afterwards rather than the reasons you don’t want to do it, you will find it becoming easier and easier to just get up and go and make it happen.

So, create a routine in your life (not a boring one but a disciplined one) that will help you to get going without too much mental ping pong.

One of the benefits of developing your skills at being disciplined and committed is increasing your ability to achieve your goals and desires.

Some of these goals may include your desire to rid yourself of anxiety and/or depression. When you know that you have what it takes to make it happen in your life and when you start to see yourself as a disciplined person and thus a successful person, you will really begin to change your life.

Lesson 6: Rome wasn’t built in a day. 

Jesse Wolf had recently finished his last year of high school and had decided to take some time out before deciding which direction to go in life. During his second last year of high school he had played with the idea of being an accountant as he did enjoy working with numbers but overall his pull was towards working with people. Jesse found the world of psychology and helping others to be very appealing and he, as many who eventually become psychologists, had some of his own issues and demons that he wanted to overcome.

During this “gap year”, as some of his friends had called it, he had travelled to London and lived and worked there for a few months but had found the weather and people quite depressing and having being born and bred in the sunny climate of South Africa he had found it quite debilitating. It wasn’t so much the rain or the cold as it was the endless days and weeks of cloud cover during the winter where no one saw the sun. In the end, he had returned to Johannesburg earlier than expected and found himself searching for his next step in life. Coming back from overseas was quite an adjustment for him and having experienced what life was like in another country and culture for the first time, he had become somewhat anxious and this had also led into thoughts about his own future. Where was he going? Why did everyone else seem to be so clear about their direction in life and  halfway through their first year of either university or college? Jesse felt at a loss.

Being 19 years old, Jesse still lived at home with his parents and having only just got his license, he was loving the freedom of being able to drive around Johannesburg to go and see his friends and relatives. The use of the word “freedom” however was somewhat ironic when he thought about it. This was because he felt anything but free or more accurately “safe” living and driving around Johannesburg as a young 19 year old white male. Everyday felt like a game of Russian roulette to him. He would often wonder if today would be the day someone was going to smash his driver side window and point a gun at his head when he got to a traffic light. Or was he going to be attacked and hijacked from his car at night as he waited for the big black gate to open that led into his house. Jesse wanted to leave the country desperately but knew he had no hope of getting into another country without going as a skilled migrant and his parents certainly couldn’t afford for him to study at University in South Africa, let alone overseas. Be that as it may, he was determined to study further and dreamed of a career as a lawyer or psychologist someday.

Jesse decided to get a part time job as a waiter working for one of the local steakhouse chains, which had a notoriously difficult owner but he went for the interview and initial training anyway and got the job. Needless to say, it wasn’t easy work: the shifts were long, the boss lived up to his reputation of being a complete A hole and the tips were lousy but he stuck it out as he enjoyed the sense of independence it gave him to be able to buy the things he needed or to take a girl out on a date and not have to ask his parents for money.

Jesse also decided to enroll in studying economics via distance learning at the University of South Africa. However, after a month or two, he realised that distance learning was not for him and the only usefulness he found for his economics textbooks was to help put him to sleep at night . His parents were not thrilled that they had spent a little bit of money on a course that he was clearly disinterested in and he eventually told them he did not want to continue. This did, however have the positive outcome of completely dissuading him from the idea of studying a Bachelor of Commerce and he realised that he was much more passionate about the arts. Subjects such as psychology, literature, international relations, music and law seemed a closer fit and he started to think about applying to study at another University in Johannesburg the following year.

One evening he was out with some of his friends when his best friend – Guy –  mentioned that his older brother had come across a man who was starting a Taekwondo school not far from where they lived. All he knew was the man was a 5th Dan Black Belt in Tae Kwon Do and was only around 33 years old and that he had lived and trained in the East. He was a Frenchman who had also trained the French National Tae Kwon Do team for the 1992 Olympics. Jesse had long been interested in studying a martial art. He had always loved watching any martial arts movies and had large life size posters of Bruce Lee on his bedroom walls. He had tried Judo at a young age but had not continued for some reason he could not remember. He had tried Kung Fu when he was 13 years old but after 3 lessons, he was sparring with another kid from his school and he did a back kick which caught the kid by surprise who promptly stepped forward and punched Jesse in the nose. This was a completely illegal hit but the instructors didn’t seem too concerned about it so Jesse’s mother refused to let him return to the class.

Now, at the age of 19 years old and having not really followed through on any particular sport at school aside from tennis for a few years, Jesse felt ready to commit to something and achieve his dream of becoming a black belt in martial arts. At this time, he had not even heard of Taekwon do, but he was curious about the man his friend spoke about and wanted to go and see what the classes were like. His friend also told a story of how his brother had met the Taekwondo instructor. They had been out one night at a nightclub with some friends who had brought along this short, skinny looking man with dark features who they had recently met and befriended. Something had happened at the nightclub and the bouncers had tried to rough them up and when they approached the Frenchman – whose name was Fabio – he had apparently taken down two bouncers who were twice his size and weight in a matter of seconds. The bouncers didn’t know what had hit them. Jesse marveled at how a small man could do such a thing and became even more interested in meeting him.

And so, the next Saturday afternoon, Jesse and Guy went along to the sports field that was attached to an old country club. They walked up to a small group of people standing around underneath some willow trees and saw a diminutive character with dark eyes and olive skin smile and walk over to them. Guy introduced Jesse as he had already met Fabio before and Fabio bowed. Jesse was taken quite by surprised but bowed back out of respect. He didn’t actually like the idea of bowing to anyone as this was not a part of his own culture but this was the beginning of Jesse’s journey into understanding the eastern philosophy of martial arts. Fabio was very open and inviting and asked them to join the class for the afternoon to see if they liked it.

Jesse had not done any rigorous physical exercise for a few years since playing in his high school Rugby team when he was thirteen and fourteen years old. The class began with a 4-km run, barefoot on the streets, on a long circuit around the suburb and back to the sports field. When he was told to run barefoot, Jesse could hardly believe his ears because it was the middle of summer and the temperature was around 35 degrees celsius. The road itself would be even hotter. Jesse really struggled to make it past the first kilometer and had to take time out to walk between jogging. He couldn’t believe how unfit he had allowed himself to become.

After the 4km run, they came back to the sports field and continued with some other gruelling exercises including frog hopping across the field, doing forty situps and pushups and only then did the class begin. Everyone lined up from the highest ranked belt to the white belts. Jesse stood right at the end wearing his track suit pants and a white t-shirt. His feet were hurting from the run but he tried his best to ignore it and concentrate on what Master Fabio was talking about. Jesse loved not only the kicks but the discipline that seemed to be a core element of the way Master Fabio ran his classes. He was very firm with his instructions and Jesse was amazed at the dexterity and power he showed when demonstrating a kick to the class. Front kicks, sidekicks, spinning round house kicks and defensive back kicks. Towards the end, the class split up into groups to practice their “Poomse” or patterns which needed to be performed to perfection in order to progress to the next belt. The class had a mixture of young and old, males and females and everyone seemed to get along very well.

After the class, Jesse thanked Master Fabio and both Jesse and Guy said that they would like to attend the Monday evening class and begin training. Jesse knew he would have to pay for these classes out of his own money but he was happy to do it. He had found something that he could focus on and give him some purpose at least he thought for the year until he could begin studying at University.It would also help him feel a bit more confident that he could handle himself should he have to defend himself against a potential attacker, although he had no illusions that martial arts may not be a match for an AK-47 assault rifle! Nevertheless, should he find himself in danger, he would at least have some chance of survival.

The Monday night class, however, proved to be a large challenge for Jesse. The class ran from 7:30pm to 9:00pm in an unused Karate dojo not too far from where Jesse lived. Jesse made the mistake of eating dinner at 6:00pm and then going to the class which was even more intense and gruelling than the Saturday class. Half way through the class, Jesse had to run outside into the parking lot and he threw up what was left of his dinner into some nearby bushes. Guy eventually came out to check on him and Jesse said: “If I wanted to join the army, I would have joined the army! This is crazy!”

Doubts began to run through his mind whether he was going to be able to continue. He just wasn’t fit enough and the daunting task of going through such a gruelling physical regime and staying the course to eventually become a black belt seemed as reachable as climbing Kilimanjaro. He went back to finish the class, went home and fell asleep exhausted as soon as his head touched the pillow.

On reflection the next morning, Jesse decided that he wasn’t going to just quit at the first sign of trouble and so he returned again on Wednesday evening and found that he was able to handle the class a bit better and did not throw up this time having wisely decided to eat only a banana before attending class. He started enjoying the classes and getting himself to push beyond his boundaries with regards to his physical fitness – something which he had never really done before.

One day, as Jesse was walking down the passage in his house on his way to a Taekwondo lesson, he overheard his mother saying to some family friends in the lounge that her son, “never followed through or completed anything”. He waited a bit in the passage and then walked out of the house pretending he had not heard anything. Hearing this really upset him as it was often his mother who got in the way of him completing things either because of the costs involved or because she didn’t encourage him in any way to continue. Jesse made a resolution to himself that day that he was going to prove her wrong.

The year went by fairly quickly after this and Jesse applied for and got into the University of the Witwatersrand to study a Bachelor of Arts degree with his subjects being Psychology, Law, English and International Relations. He learned very early on that he did not like Law and so did not continue with it in his second year, electing to take additional psychology courses that were potentially required for him to go on to to do an honours and possibly master’s degree someday.

Jesse worked hard and loved learning about psychology. However, he did struggle with his first few exams in psychology and english and didn’t quite seem to understand what the teachers were after in the formatting of the essays. He began to get quite anxious about the possibility of failing his subjects and not being able to move on to second year. This was around the middle of the university year and after receiving his initial results he became quite despondent. The stress began to build.

By this stage he had become a green belt in Taekwondo and had been training with Master Fabio and the school for over a year and a half. He didn’t always look forward to going to classes every Monday and Wednesday night and every Saturday afternoon but he knew that he always felt less stressed, more focused and energised after the lessons. However, there were times when Jesse just felt like everything was too much. Attending university every day, going to Taekwondo and then having to complete essays and coursework in the evenings, not to mention all the reading that came with studying Psychology, English and International Relations. Sometimes he would see new people come into the Taekwondo class who seemed to have a natural athletic strength and ability which he did not seem to possess and who quickly became Master Fabio’s favourites. They would spend a lot of time together not just in the classes but socially as well. Next to them, Jesse felt that his own progress was very slow and he would become very frustrated at his inability to fight at the same levels that some of the newer students were able to.

One Monday evening, after a particularly frustrating training session, Jesse decided this would be his last lesson and that it just wasn’t worth it. Once again, the goal of becoming a black belt, especially within Master Fabio’s school, seemed like just a pipe dream. As the class were saying their goodbyes, Jesse asked Master Fabio if he could have a word and they went off to the side of the Dojo.

“I don’t think I can continue with Taekwondo anymore” said Jesse, feeling extremely nervous at the reaction that he might get from Master Fabio. He had seen him have a go at other students who had done something that displeased him and Jesse had tried to avoid such a fate for himself.

Master Fabio looked at him with what seemed to be genuine surprise in his dark eyes and said, “You cannot stop Taekwondo. Why do you want to stop?”, with an even tone in his voice.

“Because it’s all just too much. I’m not as good as the others and not even as good as some of them who have only been here a few months. I have so much work to do with university and it just doesn’t seem like I will ever get to black belt anyway, so what’s the point?” asked Jesse, trying his best not to let any emotion come through in his voice.

Master Fabio studied Jesse for a moment and then said, “Did you think that anything worth achieving in life was going to be easy? Everybody achieves at different paces and at different levels. Why do you compare yourself with others instead of comparing yourself to yourself?”

Jesse just looked down and shrugged his shoulders.

“Let me ask you something: are you better than you were when you first started here? You couldn’t even keep up with the class remember? You may not have the natural strength and flexibility of some of the others but aren’t your kicks becoming more accurate and powerful than they used to be?” asked Master Fabio.

Jesse reflected on this for a bit and then replied, “Yes, I can tell that I am much fitter than I have ever been in my life and I do have some really good kicks but there are others who have moved much quicker to grading to higher belts than me. There are others who are better at fighting than I am who have been here for much less time” he said.

Master Fabio studied Jesse’s expression and then said, “Rome wasn’t built in a day, Jesse”

“Yes, but it’s just a silly saying”, said Jesse, clearly not in the mood for hearing a lecture from Master Fabio about Rome taking forever to be built. But he knew that he had to at least hear him out, possibly have his ear chewed off for a bit and then he would go home and not come back anyway.

“Many of these sayings have been around a long time and they may seem silly because we have heard them so many times but we should never forget that they have been around so long because they are essential truths. There were many times when I was growing up when I wanted to quit Taekwondo” he admitted.

“Really?”, asked Jesse with a look of surprise, as he had never imagined that Master Fabio would have ever let the thought cross his mind to quit Taekwondo at any stage in his life because he always seemed so passionate about it.

“I learned from my own Master that one of the greatest lessons we learn in martial arts is not how to kick hard but to stay committed to the process and prove to ourselves that we have what it takes to see it through. Of course we must also enjoy the journey along the way. It is not the fastest or the strongest who succeed in the end, it is the ones who stick to it, who keep going even though there are many reasons to quit, who eventually become the best martial artists in the world”, said Master Fabio.

This was not the blasting that Jesse had been expecting to receive from Master Fabio and he found that despite how he had been feeling even just a few short minutes ago, he was now seeing things in a slightly different way. His emotions had subsided a bit and he was able to reflect a little more clearly on the journey and what his intentions had been at the start. He reminded himself that he started off trying to prove to himself that he could undertake a large endeavour and see it through to completion. Learning how to kick really hard and fast and becoming fit were actually just the amazing by products of what his real intention was and that was to prove to himself (and to his mother if he was being honest) that he could do it. Yet, even now he realised that doing it for someone else or trying to prove something to anyone else but yourself was a waste of time and energy. In the end it wouldn’t really matter what his mother thought or whether she approved of it or not. It was Jesse proving to himself that he was worth the effort, that he deserved success and that he had it in him to reach the goal.

“I see what you are saying and I know that I need to prove this to myself but it has been overwhelming lately and I don’t seem to have any time for anything besides studying and Taekwondo” said Jesse, with a little less conviction in his voice this time.

“And what else do you need time for?” asked Master Fabio with a faint smile.

“Finding a girlfriend?” said Jesse with a smile.

“Plenty of time for girlfriends later…much later. Waste of valuable time and money now” said Master Fabio only half-joking.

“I suppose so”, said Jesse. He was still thinking it would be nice to have a girlfriend and he wasn’t going to give up looking for one but maybe he didn’t need to worry about it too much right now. Jesse remembered many evenings spent talking to one of his favourite aunties in her kitchen about the woes of his love life over a mug of hot chocolate and this made him smile again.

“I know I can be hard on some of the students sometimes, but some of them need it. Did you notice that I was never that hard on you?” asked Master Fabio.

Jesse had thought he had just been very good at not getting into trouble but he had also wondered on occasion why Master Fabio didn’t pay him more attention, even if that attention was getting yelled at.

“It is because I respond to each student differently. I know which ones I need to push and how far I can push them and I know which ones don’t need pushing but need to learn at their own pace. I know exactly how far you have come and I have watched your improvements with great satisfaction. If you quit now, you will always wonder. You will always look back and think, “what if I had just seen it through?” And if you do decide to keep going and you get your black belt, it will forever be a reminder of your ability to achieve any goal that you set your mind to no matter how hard it seems and how long it seems to be taking to get there. You are a tortoise, Jesse. That is not a bad thing and it’s just the way you are but you know the story and you know how it ends when the tortoise just kept on walking to the finish line”, said Master Fabio.

In that moment, Jesse had a flash of an image of himself standing at the front of the class and bowing to Master Fabio as he was handed his black belt and what this triumph would feel like. This image and feeling was very powerful and it became clear to Jesse that he wanted this more than anything.

“I will do it”, he said.

“I know you will, now get out of my Dojo”, said Master Fabio smiling.

Jesse laughed, picked up his tote bag and walked to the entrance of the Dojo, turned around, bowed (as was customary) and headed home with a renewed determination to succeed.

Over the next few years, Jesse had a few other moments where he came very close to quitting. He also had some very stressful times as he worked his way through his Bachelor’s Degree and then moved on to study Honours and Masters in Psychology. But, he always remembered his talk with Master Fabio and he held onto his vision of one day wearing the black belt and then one sunny afternoon, 6 years after starting Taekwondo, Jesse found himself standing before Master Fabio and the class and bowing to receive his black belt just as he had imagined.

As he tied the black belt around his waist and stood proudly with the whole class applauding, he felt the pride and conviction that can only come with having been through the ups and downs of striving towards a goal, falling down every now and then but getting back up, dusting yourself off and trying again and again until life can only yield to you what you have set as your intention to achieve.

David Fox is a psychologist and author of the book Change your Life! Hope and Healing for Anxiety and Depression. He is currently working on his second book called The Top 10 Sayings that can Change your Life!

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