Becoming Great の小説・ストーリー

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

" She spoke with the authority of an army general. "What are you talking about, Aunty? I'm not interested in engaging in combat with anyone, and even if I did, I couldn't defeat him. He is shrewd, affluent, and powerful." "Yes, that is what I am saying; to beat him at his own game, you must become as wealthy, powerful, and deceitful as he is. You must stand up for your kids." "How is it possible, though? I haven't finished school, and no one will hire me without a degree. How can I become as wealthy as he is?"

Camile sat on a bench in the park sighing heavily as she spoke to herself, " isn't it because I don't have money that I came all the way here to look for a job and I can't get an appointment to be interviewed because I have to pay a huge sum of money. Where am I supposed to get $900,000 from that's almost a million, now I have to go back home and try to raise at least 60% of it if I really need the job, sigh, what to do now?" As she thought to herself, she saw a child walk slowly to the end of bench she sat on and sat down, she looked downcast and she is a very beautiful girl, she had a full blonde hair on her head that made one feel like patting it. She smiled at the child and looked away,

“This.” Saben’s small brows furrowed. “My heart?” "Yes." Benedict's voice softened. "Being great isn't about money or being the best. It's about being kind, strong, and loving the people around you, son and I think you are Saben." Saben blinked up at him. Then, in the purest voice, he asked, "Like you love Mommy?" Benedict's throat tightened. He swallowed hard, nodding. "Yeah. Like I love Mommy."

"Okay. I'll arrange a job for you. If you do well, I'll definitely hire you. My dad couldn't even read when he started, but he became a famous restaurant mogul in Kashmere. "That's why you should never give up. You can learn what you don't know, but you absolutely can't be lazy."

Adrian smiled. “Okay. I know what I should do with my life now. I’m going to become like you, no, better than you.” Terry experienced an adrenaline rush. Adrian once again pointed to his head and said, “In order to achieve greatness, one should have a kind heart, glorious ambition, and the ability to see through all the nonsense in the world. Then, you’ll be able to identify what you should and shouldn’t do.” Terry clenched his fists at that point.

'Don't aim at success. The more you aim at it and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side effect of one's personal dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as the by-product of one's surrender to a person other than oneself. Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it. I want you to listen to what your conscience commands you to do and go on to carry it out to the best of your knowledge. Then you will live to see that in the long-run—in the long-run, I say!—success will follow you precisely because you had forg

𝙄𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚.

On connection instead of control. *If you did. If you found that. If you built that. Then I'm proud. So incredibly proud. Prouder than I ever expressed. Prouder than I ever showed. Prouder than you ever knew. You became. You became everything I wanted to be. Everything I tried to become. Everything I died before achieving.* *You're my redemption. My hope. My legacy. Not my business. Not my money. Not my power. You. The man you became. The family you built. The life you created. That's my legacy. That's what matters. That's everything.*

he would say "I want you to learn to never depend on me for your comfort, or help..Learn to start something for yourself" Things like this are just for Me, I used to be hot headed, angry, always annoyed.i constantly saw the worst in people ..but when Treasure came into my life...I guess my cold heart began to melt...I started to soften, I started to let go. But her death, has brought back the painful me. I realize that To gain respect one must have power, The heart indeed is a lonely hunter, so I hunt for more power and Time.and money...I don't care if am alone in this anymore...cause I could easily get all I want, I could buy Loyalty , Respect and Even Love. Everything in the world can be b