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First 3 Scrolls from Ancient Syria

The first 3 scrolls from "The Greatest Salesman in the World" book by Og Mandino
Scroll Number 1: Today I Shall Begin a New Life
  1. Failure is man’s inability to reach his goals in life, whatever they may be
  2. The difference between those who fail and those who succeed lies in their habits
  3. I shall form good habits and become their slave
  4. An act becomes easy through constant repetition
Scroll number 2: I will Greet this day with Love in my heart
  1. I will remain no more a peddler in the marketplace
  2. My reasoning they may counter; my speech they may distrust; my apparel they may disapprove; my face they may reject; and even my bargains they may suspect; yet my love will melt all hearts
  3. Love is my weapon to open the hearts of men, love is also my shield
  4. When I confront each whom I meet, I address him and say in silence and to myself, “I love you”
  5. Most of all, I will love myself and love all mankind
  6. With love I will increase my sales a hundredfold and become a great salesman
Scroll number 3: I will persist until I succeed
  1. I am a Lion and I refuse to talk, walk or sleep with the sheep
  2. Always I will take another step. Because the prizes of life are at the end of each journey, not the beginning
  3. I will remove from my vocal such words as quit, cannot, impossible, unworkable, hopeless and failure
  4. I will ignore the obstacles at my feet and keep mine eyes on the goals above my head
  5. Each failure to sell will increase my chance for success at the next attempt
  6. Each obstacle I will consider as a mere detour to my goal and a challenge to my profession
  7. I will persist. I will win
By Andy Ng, Chief Trainer Coach at Asia Trainers, details of courses at www.asiatrainers.com

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