Tomorrow never dies....:)

Irrespective of anything in the world, there is always a tomorrow.

This is such a powerful fact that it can help you face anything in life. There is always a tomorrow that is bright and shiny and irresistibly wonderful.

If the present sucks, if reality sucks, then remember that right here and right now and in every moment from now on you have the choice to make reality rock.

Remember that belief in oneself is a wonderful thing.

You may be wrong, in most cases you are wrong. You have to be wrong or life would be clear and complete every moment.
But think ye hard and clarify from the depth of your soul and once you have done that be true to yourself. Even if the whole world is against you, criticizing you, blaming you, be true to yourself.

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
And make allowance for their doubting too
If you wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating…..


Whatever ..I don’t remember the exact lines but If by Rudyard Kipling is a wonderful poem.

But I’ve found it on the net so here it is:

[IF]
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 impostors 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 all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath 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


Tomorrow there will definitely be a new dawn!