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Final Conclusion In conclusion, I hope that you have enjoyed this journey and you have learned some valuable lessons no matter what part of your journey you are in. If you’re just starting remember "Human beings are made up of flesh and blood, and a miracle fiber called courage"-(George Patton).This journey is going to take lots of courage to finish a winner. As you read this book I hope that you were able and are able to avoid some of the drastic pitfalls that maybe in your pathway. Now that you have completed reading, I’m confident that you are better equipped to finish this race and as a result remain on your path to completion, remember completion is your ultimate goal. The greatest pleasure in life is doing the things people say we cannot do (Walter Bagehot). …show more content…

It knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows that it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you're a lion or a gazelle when the sun comes up you'd better be running. However, unless you're a runner, you won't understand this one although I thought this was a really good depiction of how I felt while working on my dissertation. My goal was to purpose in my heart that each day I wake up I’m going to start off running faster than the day before as if my life depended on it. I believe now that you have read this book you have the upper hand on everyone even the professor. I hope that the motivational quotes that I inserted in the book were motivation to stay on task and

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