For me, half the joy of achieving has been the struggle and the fight, the pitting myself against the world and all its competition - and winning.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I like winning. There's also a certain joy in it. I feel fulfilled by it.
People are constantly clamoring for the joy of life. As for me, I find the joy of life in the hard and cruel battle of life - to learn something is a joy to me.
I want the joy of knowing that I am doing something with my life, the joy of battle.
I'm happy with what I've done but it's a challenge to try to win more.
I make a living doing what I love doing, and it's what brings me joy.
I have to confess that I have so rarely experienced triumph that I cannot claim to know it well enough to judge, but it seems to be at best a momentary joy followed instantly by sadness, and, then, of necessity, by wariness.
I love to win; but I love to lose almost as much. I love the thrill of victory, and I also love the challenge of defeat.
My ultimate goal is to end up being happy. Most of the time.
For me, the path of failure exceeded by far the joys of success. My plight was hopeless.
For me, at least, all of my career goals, all of my focus, everything just shifted and the importance was my children, and that's where all the joy came from as well.