In “The Strangest Secret”, Earl Nightingale gives his definition of success:
Success is the progressive realization of a worthy ideal.
You don’t need piles of money.
Lots of achievements.
A degree. Or a house. Or a car.
You just need to set a worthy goal, and steadily work toward making it a reality.
Do that, and you’re a success.
Very few people have become successful on their own.
Almost none, in fact.
They had help.
Someone else has already done what you want to do. Or something similar.
Study the lives of these people. Learn from their failures, and their successes.
Lots of successful people write books. About their lives. About what they’ve learned. These books are a road map to success.
Read these books. Lots of them. Soon you’ll know what to do.
Or at least how to get started.
Success implies greatness. Or at least above-averageness.
That doesn’t have to mean financial success.
It could mean you’ve raised great kids.
Or you have a great marriage.
Or that you’ve inspired others to be great.
Maybe you’ve quietly made a lot of little contributions to other people’s lives.
Ultimately, I think success means living your dream life, and helping others live theirs.
Success is definitely not “average.”
How many people do you know who you’d define as “successful”?
To be successful you have to push yourself. Most people don’t want to bother. Who can blame them? After spending 40 hours or more at a job they hate, they’re exhausted. All they want to do is relax.
Most people don’t know what to do, either. It’s one thing putting in even more work than necessary. Not knowing whether it’s even going to pay off is more than most people can take.
There are ways to know what to do, though. Success leave clues.