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What Do You Mean, "You do not have to be at the top to be 'somebody' ," says JANE PORTERFIELD, of "True Romances." YOU may he more of a success than you think! CAN you remember when you were eighteen? Remember the glorious plans you had? Not merely plans to make a fortune — though of course you were going to do that too, just on the side — but plans for resounding fame, for great and unselfish contribution to the world. You knew you could do it. You felt the drive, the talent, the fearless confidence, surging up within you. Don't smile at the boy or girl you once were. Never since then, in all probability, have your vistas been so boundless, your interests so many and pure, your picture of yourself so constructive. How many of us have lived up to the high ambitions about which we dreamed? Today, at thirty or forty or fifty or sixty, where are you? Imagine, in your mind's eye — Yonto-day confronted by Youat-eighteen — the two of you face to face. Your young self would have many questions to ask, perhaps some sharp reproofs. You of today might laugh in reply. But you'd smart a bit, too. Of course, between eighteen and now, you have acquired, probably painfully, more than a nodding acquaintance with reality. Your ideals have been tempered to fit what is possible. The danger is, however, that in the day-to-day struggle, in the welter of little things that must be done, we may lose sight of our aims altogether. We may live without direction, without principle— with only the aim to keep going. You-at-eighteen would mutter scornfully, "That's hardly living!" And for all that youthful ignorance, the verdict would be right. There is an opposite danger. You know people — perhaps you are one of them — v/ho have sets their hearts on some vague, grandiose success. What this success actually is to be, remains curiously undefined in their minds. To have enormous wealth — to be presidents of the United States — movie stars— builders of great indusdustries — great scientists — heroes — that is the public sort of attainment which most of us call success. When we fail to attain success on that scale, we are prone to accuse ourselves of failure. If that were true, about 99% of the world must be failures. No, not the people, but the