I now have 4-5 library books at home and I have this silly habit of switching from one to another. Currently, I'm immersed in this particular title. The title sounds cliche, I know. But quite a few of the passages inside resonated with me and this particular one stood out:
"Most of us disguise our failure in public; we disguise it most successfully from ourselves. It is not hard to ignore the fact that we are doing much less than what we are able to do, very little of what we had planned even modestly to accomplish before a certain age, and never, probably all that we had hoped."
Failure seems like such a strong word. But if one looks at it again: "underachieving" is indeed a form of failure on our part, isn't it?
And I confess, I suffer from that.
I don't know if I can be like the author and apply that "formula for success".
But there, a confession is made and that, to me, is already a huge step forward.
One of the amazing things about this book is that it was written in 1936. By a woman. I would love to write a book like that. A book that will be read even half a century later and where the words still hold meaning and truth for someone. And that even if just a single reader appreciates it enough to take heed of what I wrote , I will feel deeply validated in my grave.