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How To Stop Worrying And Start Living


By


Dale Carnegie


Courtesy:

Shahid Riaz
Islamabad – Pakistan


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Contents

Sixteen Ways in Which This Book Will Help You
Preface - How This Book Was Written-and Why

Part One - Fundamental Facts You Should Know About Worry

1 - Live in "Day-tight Compartments"
2 - A Magic Formula for Solving Worry Situations
3 - What Worry May Do to You

Part Two - Basic Techniques In Analysing Worry

4 - How to Analyse and Solve Worry Problems
5 - How to Eliminate Fifty Per Cent of Your Business Worries
Nine Suggestions on How to Get the Most Out of This Book

Part Three - How To Break The Worry Habit Before It Breaks You

6 - How to Crowd Worry out of Your Mind
7 - Don't Let the Beetles Get You Down
8 - A Law That Will Outlaw Many of Your Worries
9 - Co-operate with the Inevitable
10 - Put a "Stop-Loss" Order on Your Worries
11 - Don't Try to Saw Sawdust

Part Four - Seven Ways To Cultivate A Mental Attitude That Will Bring You Peace And
Happiness

12 - Eight Words that Can Transform Your Life
13 - The High, Cost of Getting Even
14 - If You Do This, You Will Never Worry About Ingratitude
15 - Would You Take a Million Dollars for What You Have?
16 - Find Yourself and Be Yourself: Remember There Is No One Else on Earth Like You
17 - If You Have a Lemon, Make a Lemonade
18 - How to Cure Melancholy in Fourteen Days

Part Five - The Golden Rule For Conquering Worry

19 - How My Mother and Father Conquered Worry

Part Six - How To Keep From Worrying About Criticism

20 - Remember That No One Ever Kicks a Dead Dog
21 - Do This-and Criticism Can't Hurt You
22 - Fool Things I Have Done

Part Seven - Six Ways To Prevent Fatigue And Worry And Keep Your Energy And
Spirits High

23 - How to Add One Hour a Day to Your Waking Life
24 - What Makes You Tired-and What You Can Do About It
25 - How the Housewife Can Avoid Fatigue-and Keep Looking Young
26 - Four Good Working Habits That Will Help Prevent Fatigue and Worry
27 - How to Banish the Boredom That Produces Fatigue, Worry, and Resentment

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Christmas Eve approached, I was more and more overwhelmed with self-pity. True, I
should have been thankful for many things, as all of us have many things for which to be
thankful. The day before Christmas, I left my office at three o'clock in the afternoon and
started walking aimlessly up Fifth Avenue, hoping that I might banish my self-pity and
melancholy. The avenue was jammed with gay and happy crowds-scenes that brought
back memories of happy years that were gone.

I just couldn't bear the thought of going home to a lonely and empty apartment. I was
bewildered. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't keep the tears back. After walking
aimlessly for an hour or so, I found myself in front of a bus terminal. I remembered that
my husband and I had often boarded an unknown bus for adventure, so I boarded the
first bus I found at the station. After crossing the Hudson River and riding for some time,
I heard the bus conductor say: 'Last stop, lady.' I got off. I didn't even know the name of
the town. It was a quiet, peaceful little place. While waiting for the next bus home, I
started walking up a residential street. As I passed a church, I heard the beautiful strains
of 'Silent Night'. I went in. The church was empty except for the organist. I sat down
unnoticed in one of the pews. The lights from the gaily decorated Christmas tree made
the decorations seem like myriads of stars dancing in the moonbeams. The long-drawn
cadences of the music-and the fact that I had forgotten to eat since morning-made me
drowsy. I was weary and heavy-laden, so I drifted off to sleep.

"When I awoke, I didn't know where I was. I was terrified. I saw in front of me two small
children who had apparently come in to see the Christmas tree. One, a little girl, was
pointing at me and saying: 'I wonder if Santa Clause brought her'. These children were
also frightened when I awoke. I told them that I wouldn't hurt them. They were poorly
dressed. I asked them where their mother and daddy were. 'We ain't got no mother and
daddy,' they said. Here were two little orphans much worse off than I had ever been.
They made me feel ashamed of my sorrow and self-pity. I showed them the Christmas
tree and then took them to a drugstore and we had some refreshments, and I bought
them some candy and a few presents. My loneliness vanished as if by magic. These two
orphans gave me the only real happiness and self-forgetfulness that I had had in
months.

As I chatted with them, I realised how lucky I had been. I thanked God that all my
Christmases as a child had been bright with parental love and tenderness. Those two
little orphans did far more for me than I did for them. That experience showed me again
the necessity of making other people happy in order to be happy ourselves. I found that
happiness is contagious. By giving, we receive. By helping someone and giving out
love, I had conquered worry and sorrow and self-pity, and felt like a new person. And I
was a new person-not only then, but in the years that followed." I could fill a book with
stories of people who forgot themselves into health and happiness. For example, let's
take the case of Margaret Tayler Yates, one of the most popular women in the United
States Navy.

Mrs. Yates is a writer of novels, but none of her mystery stories is half so interesting as
the true story of what happened to her that fateful morning when the Japanese struck
our fleet at Pearl Harbour. Mrs. Yates had been an invalid for more than a year: a bad
heart. She spent twenty-two out of every twenty-four hours in bed. The longest journey
that she undertook was a walk into the garden to take a sunbath. Even then, she had to
lean on the maid's arm as she walked. She herself told me that in those days she
expected to be an invalid for the balance of her life. "I would never have really lived
again," she told me," if the Japs had not struck Pearl Harbour and jarred me out of my
complacency.

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Exactly fifty years ago my father gave me the words I have lived by ever since. He was
a physician. I had just started to study law at the Budapest University. I failed one
examination. I thought I could not survive the shame so I sought escape in the
consolation of failure's closest friend, alcohol, always at hand: apricot brandy to be
exact.

My father called on me unexpectedly. Like a good doctor, he discovered both the trouble
and the bottle, in a second. I confessed why I had to escape reality.

The dear old man then and there improvised a prescription. He explained to me that
there can be no real escape in alcohol or sleeping pills-or in any drug. For any sorrow
there is only one medicine, better and more reliable than all the drugs in the world: work!

How right my father was! Getting used to work might be hard. Sooner or later you
succeed. It has, of course, the quality of all the narcotics. It becomes habit-forming. And
once the habit is formed, sooner or later, it becomes impossible to break one's self of it.
I have never been able to break myself of the habit for fifty years.

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[*] Reprinted with permission of the author, from Words to Live By-A Little Treasury of
Inspiration and Wisdom, published by Simon and Schuster, Inc., copyright, 1947, by
William Nichols.

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I Was So Worried I Didn't Eat A Bite Of Solid Food For Eighteen Days
By
Kathryne Holcombe Farmer

Sheriff's Office, Mobile, Alabama

Three months ago, I was so worried that I didn't sleep for four days and nights; and I did
not eat a bite of solid food for eighteen days. Even the smell of food made me violently
sick. I cannot find words to describe the mental anguish I endured. I wonder whether
hell has any worse tortures than what I went through. I felt as if I would go insane or die.
I knew that I couldn't possibly continue living as I was.

The turning point of my life was the day I was given an advance copy of this book.
During the last three months, I have practically lived with this book, studying every page,
desperately trying to find a new way of life. The change that has occurred in my mental
outlook and emotional stability is almost unbelievable. I am now able to endure the
battles of each passing day. I now realise that in the past, I was being driven half mad
not by today's problems but by the bitterness and anxiety over something that had
happened yesterday or that I feared might happen tomorrow.

But now, when I find myself starting to worry about anything, I immediately stop and
start to apply some of the principles I learned from studying this book. If I am tempted to
tense up over something that must be done today, I get busy and do it immediately and
get it off my mind.

When I am faced with the kind of problems that used to drive me half crazy, I now
calmly set about trying to apply the three steps outlined in Chapter 2, Part One. First, I
ask myself what is the worst that can possibly happen. Second, I try to accept it

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mentally. Third, I concentrate on the problem and see how I can improve the worst
which I am already willing to accept- if I have to.

When I find myself worrying about a thing I cannot change -and do not want to accept-I
stop myself short and repeat this little prayer:

"God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can,
and wisdom to know the difference."

Since reading this book, I am really experiencing a new and glorious way of life. I am no
longer destroying my health and happiness by anxiety. I can sleep nine hours a night
now. I enjoy my food. A veil has been lifted from me. A door has been opened. I can
now see and enjoy the beauty of the world which surrounds me. I thank God for life now
and for the privilege of living in such a wonderful world.

May I suggest that you also read this book over: keep it by your bed: underscore the
parts that apply to your problems. Study it; use it. For this is not a "reading book" in the
ordinary sense; it is written as a "guidebook"-to a new way of life!

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