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  1. If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream, and not make dreams your master; If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two imposters just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!” If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings, nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And, which is more, you’ll be a Man, my son! Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936) was an English journalist, writer, and poet best known for The Jungle Book and the short story “The Man Who Would Be King.” Success (from The Ladder of St. Augustine) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We have not wings, we cannot soar; But we have feet to scale and climb By slow degrees, by more and more, The cloudy summits of our time. The mighty pyramids of stone That wedge-like cleave the desert airs, When nearer seen and better known, Are but gigantic flights of stairs. The distant mountains, that uprear Their solid bastions of the skies, Are crossed by pathways that appear As we to higher levels rise. The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882) im sure today we are all very happy people x
  2. smart friend ---been watching EOS run up a mountain for the last month ---it restored my faith in crypto...sadly i didnt allow myself to buy in as all my dollars are currently (c)rippled....grrrr
  3. and we should all buy more this fine day.... its the last day at basement prices....honestly ... i read it on twitter ))
  4. can you tell me what are the costs of transferring to and from the ledger ....i expect to receive mine within a few weeks
  5. usd pairing has to happen for xrp .... i dont understand why its not already...
  6. The bank urges people to invest in funds instead.................. .....fear of revolution.
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