Just got off the phone with an entrepreneur who has spent the last fifty years of his life working on a new drug, trying to get it into the pharmaceutical market. He is now 85 years old, in and out of the hospital, and he finally has a company interested in it. Still, this man may very well die without ever earning a penny for fifty years of work.

He told me, “That doesn’t matter. What matters is that I believe in the work that I’ve dedicated myself to, and I’ve loved every minute of the process.”

Amen. There’s your inspiration for the day, folks.