The Greatness Mindset Novels & Stories

'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold

I transferred because I needed distance, a new city, a new station, some kind of fresh start. At least that's what I told myself. Mercer motioned for me to follow him. "Come on. I'll introduce you to the team before they all pass out trying not to think around you." As we walked through the bullpen, the atmosphere shifted. The second heads started turning in my direction, the mental panic somehow got worse. [Don't think about that stripper!] [Why is she prettier than I expected?] [I wonder if she can hear fantasies.] [Don't think dirty!]

the crowd looked on with curiosity. “As a young man, I had the privilege of carrying on in my father’s footsteps. So, it’s without any doubt that I say to you all that I owe everything that I have achieved to my father. If he had not had the mind to start, I wouldn’t have been able to continue his legacy and build it to what it is today.” “So, what I have to say today is that all it takes is one mind. A single thought to want to start. You need not be great for you to start but you have start in order to be great.”

"That's not an answer either." I exhaled quietly. "If I fail, I adjust. I try again. I learn what I missed." He studied me for another second. "That mindset," he said, "is rarer than confidence." The way he said it wasn't indulgent. It wasn't impressed. It was analytical. But it felt like approval. "You won't stay small," he said. It wasn't encouragement. It was certainty. "You say that like you already know," I replied. "I know patterns," he said. "People who think beyond their current position don't accept ceilings for long."

I kept on failing that was hallucinating but now I was finally clear although I couldn't explain what happened before but I could know that by now that I was in a perfect state of mind and I knew what I was doing exactly with no mistakes so now I can say I have really gained my consciousness fully. At least now I could actually say I knew what I was doing but then I didn't know what I was doing at all. My eyes were still feeling dizzy and the images weren't really clear in front of me yet but now i could at least say it was. I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip out of my hands because if there was one thing I really needed to understand it was that he was actually not all dumb like I

I froze a bit, not that I didn’t know what I want to be, I was confused and scared- what if he also laugh? That’s why I said, “My dream is to have the biggest mansion on the hill, to have the fastest german car innovated, with a wife and 2kids.” When he laughed, I wasn’t surprised- I expected it to happen. Then I kept a serious face. “That`s not a dream, young man. Rather call it a dream at first sight. I thought you were old enough to know that, young man.” He said, “How many successful men and women have a mansion on the hill? Only a few have those fastest cars. Not that they couldn’t afford any, they just grew and mature to see things differently. Besides, the power of money can change a

Nathaniel addressed the room, his voice steady and filled with conviction. "Ladies and gentlemen, today we stand at a crossroads. Our company faces a challenge, but challenges are what define us. They push us to be better, to reach for greatness. And I believe, with every fiber of my being, that greatness lies within us." His words resonated with the shareholders, their faces reflecting a mix of doubt and hope. Nathaniel continued, his voice growing stronger. "We have weathered storms before, and we have emerged stronger each time. Our commitment to innovation, our unwavering dedication to our employees, and our vision for a better future—these are the pillars on which our success rests."

"Well said. From now on, joining the Chamber will require screening. I promise, you'll make even more money." The group bowed slightly. "Thank you, Ms. Cromwell. Although we don't have much money, we have enough for food, clothing, and shelter. Most businessmen chase fame and profit, caring nothing for the process as long as they reach their goals. We despise that mindset. We should learn from good examples—sacrifice the self for the greater good!" "Well said." Amelia nodded approvingly. "With your mindset, the Chamber is truly blessed. I hope you remember your words and continue to act accordingly."

To fulfill his young girlfriend Wendy Baker's dream of becoming vice president, my husband faked amnesia after a car accident and used it as an excuse to strip me of my position. One afternoon, I happened to overhear a conversation between them. Wendy sounded hesitant as she asked, "Aren't you worried Elaine will never speak to you again if you do this?" My husband did not seem concerned in the slightest. "I'm only letting you have some fun for seven days," he said casually. "After that, I'll just tell her my memory came back. What's she going to do, hold a grudge against someone who was supposedly sick?" My footsteps slowed. I heard every word. However, instead of exposing his lie, I qui

I admit. Nathalia heaves, rolling her eyes at me. "With this mindset, you have already lost. You need not fear failure, for it is the greatest teacher. Winning is not the end goal surviving is, fight to survive not to win and you will find things are much easier," she says with a soft grin.