ScrollbyAUGERMANDENOTheScrollMarkedOneTodayIbeginanewlife.TodayIshedmyoldskinwhichhath,toolong,sufferedthebruisesoffailureandthewoundsofmediority.TodayIambornanewandmybirthplaceisavineyardwherethereisfruitforall.TodayIwillpluckgrapesofwisdomfromthetallestandfullestvinesinthevineyard,forthesewereplantedbythewisestofmyprofessionwhohavecomebeforeme,generationupongeneration.TodayIwillsavorthetasteofgrapesfromthesevinesandverilyIwillswallowtheseedofsuccessburiedineachandnewlifewillsproutwithinme.ThecareerIhavechosenisladenwithopportunityyetitisfraughtwithheartbreakanddespairandthebodiesofthosewhohavefailed,weretheypiledoneatopanother,wouldcastashadowdownuponallthepyramidsoftheearth.YetIwillnotfail,astheothers,forinmyhandsInowholdthechartswhichwillguidethroughperilouswaterstoshoreswhichonlyyesterdayseemedbutadream.Failurenolongerwillbemypaymentforstruggle.Justasnaturemadenoprovisionformybodytotoleratepainneitherhasitmadeanyprovisionformylifetosufferfailure.Failure,likepain,isalientomylife.InthepastIaccepteditasIacceptedpain.NowIrejectitandIampreparedforwisdomandprincipleswhichwillguidemeoutoftheshadowsintothesunlightofwealth,position,andhappinessfarbeyondmymostextravagantdreamsuntileventhegoldenapplesintheGardenofHesperideswillseemnomorethanmyjustreward.TimeteachesallthingstohimwholivesforeverbutIhavenottheluxuryofeternity.YetwithinmyallottedtimeImustpracticetheartofpatiencefornatureactsneverinhaste.Tocreatetheolive,kingofalltrees,ahundredyearsisrequired.Anonionplantisoldinnineweeks.Ihavelivedasanonionplant.Ithasnotpleasedme.NowIwouldstbecomethegreatestofolivetreesand,intruth,thegreatestofsalesman.Andhowwillthisbeaccomplished?ForIhaveneithertheknowledgenortheexperiencetoachievethegreatnessandalreadyIhavestumbledinignoranceandfallenintopoolsofself-pity.Theanswerissimple.Iwillcommencemyjourneyunencumberedwitheithertheweightofunnecessaryknowledgeorthehandicapofmeaninglessexperience.Naturealreadyhassuppliedmewithknowledgeandinstinctfargreaterthananybeastin