If you want a thing bad enough

   To go out and fight for it,

    Work day and night for it,

   Give up your time and your peace and your    sleep for it,

    If only desire of it

    Makes you quite mad enough

    Never to tire of it,

    Makes you hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it,

    If life seems all empty and useless without it

    And all that you scheme and you dream is about it,

    If gladly you'll sweat for it,

    Fret for it,

    Plan for it,

    Lose all your terror of God or man for it,

    If you'll simply go after that thing that you want

    With all your capacity,

    Strength, and sagacity,

    Faith, hope, and confidence, stern pertinacity,

    If neither cold poverty, famished and gaunt,

    Nor sickness nor pain

    Of body and brain

    Can turn you away from the thing that you want,

    If dogged and grim you besiege and beset it,

    You'll get it.