Andy WarholIt does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.
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It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop. It is the journey, not the arrival that matters. If you start something and do not finish it, it will be considered a failure. The same thing applies to life.
If it takes time to become a good person, then it doesn’t really matter if you live the rest of your life without any achievements. What matters is what kind of person you became while taking the journey.
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