The pessimist complains about the wind. The optimist expects it to change. The leader adjusts the sails.
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''Fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step.
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The pessimist complains about the wind the optimist expects it to change the realist adjusts the sails.
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The pessimist complains about the wind; The optimist expects it to change; And the realist adjusts the sails.
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The pessimist complains about the direction of the wind, the optimist expects the direction to change, but the leader simply adjusts the sails!
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Life at any time can become difficult: life at any time can become easy. It all depends upon how one adjusts oneself to life.
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