Quote by Dale Carnegie
Men of age object too much, consult too long, adventure too little

Men of age object too much, consult too long, adventure too little, repent too soon, and seldom drive business home to the full period, but content themselves with a mediocrity of success. – Dale Carnegie

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Instead of worrying about what people say of you, why not spend time trying to accomplish something they will admire. – Dale Carnegie

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If you cant sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there worrying. Its the worry that gets you, not the lack of sleep. – Dale Carnegie

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I was cursed or blessed with a prolonged adolescence; I arrived at some seeming maturity when I was past thirty. It was only in my forties that I really began to feel young. By then I was ready for it. – Henry Valentine Miller (1891–1980), “On Turning Eighty”

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