Who is Earl Nightingale

Earl Nightingale V (March 12, 1921 – March 25, 1989) was an American radio speaker and author, dealing mostly with the subjects of human character development, motivation, and meaningful existence. He was the voice during the early 1950s of Sky King, the hero of a radio adventure series, and was a WGN radio program host from 1950 to 1956. Nightingale was the author of The Strangest Secret, which economist Terry Savage has termed "…one of the great motivational books of all time."

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Nightingale was born in Los Angeles in March 1921. His father, Earl Nightingale IV, abandoned his mother in 1933. After his father left, his mother relocated the family to a tent in nearby Tent City in Long Beach on the waterfront behind the Mariner Apartments.Diana Nightin...
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Thestorystylist: good morning homies! if you use a pc/laptop... and struggle to finish your task... you need to block distractions. search "cold turkey" and install it. thank me later. (sometimes you'll see earl nightingale if you try to procrastinate).
Sheemi1424: to achieve happiness, we should make certain that we are never without an important goal." earl nightingale
Vvip_azat26: “never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it. the time will pass anyway.” – earl nightingale
0xnavara: “we become what we think about most of the time, and that’s the strangest secret.” – earl nightingale
Brisssaa16: “dream what you dare to dream. go where you want to go. be what you want to be.” ~ earl nightingale
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Her Name Liberty
 by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I thought to do a deed of chivalry,
An act of worth, which haply in her sight
Who was my mistress should recorded be
And of the nations. And, when thus the fight
Faltered and men once bold with faces white
Turned this and that way in excuse to flee,
I only stood, and by the foeman's might
Was overborne and mangled cruelly.
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