The world does not belong to the people who moan all the time, because it has no need of them. It doesn't belong to those who think they are important, because it doesn't share their opinion. It doesn't belong to the lazy and unwilling because they contribute nothing to it. It doesn't belong to the wilfully ignorant, because they will never understand is. It doesn't belong to the cowardly, because it will destroy them.
Does that mean the world belongs to me? I sometimes feel it does, or at least, that it could.