You never Fail. Never.
Today, I hate the word ‘fail’.
More specifically, I hate the context it’s being used for these days. You’ve seen it:
EPIC FAIL
You don’t fail. You may just haven’t succeeded at a given timeframe. Get out there and get shit done. You can. I believe in you. Your body hasn’t given up keeping you alive. You owe it this much. Fucking do it.
Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow airport. General opinion started to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed. But I don’t see that. Seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there. Fathers and sons. Mothers and daughters. Husbands and wives. Boyfriends. Girlfriends. Old friends. When the planes hit the twin towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people onboard were messages of hate or revenge. They were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find love actually is all around.
– Hugh Grant - Love Actually