I found a starfish on the beach today.
I admire starfishes. Their power to regenerate impresses me. And most of all, I admire that even if they are missing a limb, they go on.
I think there's a lesson there. It's all too easy to give up. To throw in the beachtowel and say, "Things are going wrong. I want to cut my losses. It's time to quit."
But I wonder how often we quit right before we become successful. I imagine it's more often than not.