There’s only one way to make a beginning, and that is to begin; and begin with hard work, and patience, prepared for all the dissapointments.
JACK LONDON
JACK LONDON
Jack London on beginning
“There’s only one way to make a beginning, and that is to begin; and begin with hard work, and patience, prepared for all the dissapointments.”
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