Failure is a friend if we can see past the face of the foe that we project on it.

The power of a thing is not based on the power it actually possesses. Rather, it is much more about the power that we permit it to possess.

Undoubtedly, failure is growth in pain’s disguise.

Failure is information encased in a shell of pain.

I am likely to fail if I have determined the cost as too high or my intelligence as too low. Yet, if I think about it, the real failure rests in believing either of these to be true.

The road to success is paved with the hot asphalt of failure.