Haste Makes Waste."
Never be satisfied, that's the way you'll fall short. See past yourself."
The best writing is rewriting."
Never wrestle with a pig. you'll both get dirty and the pig likes it."
No matter how it looks at first, it's always a people problem."
For even better randomness, let your cat walk on the keyboard"
Are they smart? Do they get things done? Do I want to spend a lot of time around them?"
Does the tournament make sense as you keep going?"
When a relationship isn't going well, don't do more of the same; try something different."
The less confident you are, the more serious you have to act."
When a thing looks complicated, it's possible that we're looking at it wrong and missing some of the pieces of the puzzle."
In any relationship, the person with the most power is the one who needs the other the least."
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit."
No == 'can't you be more creative than that?'"
Don't worship them and they'll worship you."
I woke up this morning and discovered that everything in my apartmenthad been stolen and replaced with an exact replica. I told my roommate,'Isn't this amazing? Everything in the apartment has been stolen andreplaced with an exact replica.' He said, 'Do I know you?'"
Quand je me regarde dans cette glace, j'entrevois un homme différent quiaffiche les entailles d'un passé tourmenté. Je m,e demande ce qu'est devenucet homme heureux. Un rêve! Disparu, volatilisé comme lorsqu'on casse la glacede l'armoire de pharmacie. La vie ne m'a pas appris beaucoup, si ce n'estqu'il existe pas plus fragile que soi devant son propre reflet. N’étais-jedonc qu'une image et TOI mon miroir?"
On se regarde de temps a autre comme on regarde sa montre pour s'assurerque le temps passe. Et le temps passera."
Vous ne comprenez pas d'avantage. Mais ce que vous croyez apercevoira cet instant au fond de mes yeux vous fait frissonner, vous oblige areculer.-Tabarnak d'hostie de ciboire! s’écrie l'homme..."
Il faut avertir avant d'observer une minute de silence sinon l'on croit quevous faite simplement vous taire..."
Il faut éviter les étapes de la vie comme ça on vivra plus longtemps..."
J'avais devant moi un homme heureux, dont le rêve le plus intime avait étéexaucé de la manière la plus évidente, qui avait atteint dans la vie le butqu'il s’était proposé, obtenu ce qu'il désirait, et qui était satisfait deson destin et de lui-même.Déjà auparavant, a mes pensées sur le bonheurhumain venait toujours s'ajouter, je ne sais pourquoi, quelque chose detriste; mais maintenant a la vue de cet homme heureux, je me sentais envahipar un sentiment pénible, proche du désespoir...Je pensais:comme il y a,somme toute, un grand nombre de gens contents, heureux! Comme c'est uneforce accablante! Regardez donc la vie: insolence et oisiveté des forts,ignorance et bestialité des faibles, rien qu'une misère intolérable,étouffante, rien qu'une dégénérescence, une ivrognerie, une hypocrisie,un éternel mensonge... Et a coté de cela, dans toutes ces maisons, dans lesrues, c'est le silence, le calme. Parmi les cinquante mille habitants de cetteville, pas un seul qui pousse un cri d'alarme, de révolte. Nous voyons tousceux qui vont chercher leurs provisions au marché, et qui le jour mangent,la nuit dorment; ceux qui racontent leurs sottises, se marient, vieillissent,trainent avec placidité leurs morts au cimetière. Mais, nous ne voyons paset n'entendons pas ceux qui souffrent, et tout ce qui est effrayant dans lavie se déroule quelque part dans les coulisses. Tout est calme, paisible,et seules protestent les muettes statistiques: tant d'hommes sont devenusfous, tant de seaux de vodka bus, tant d'enfants morts d'inanition. Et cetordre des choses est apparemment nécessaire; apparemment, l'homme heureux nese sent bien que parce que les malheureux portent leur fardeau en silence,et que, sans ce silence, le bonheur serait impossible. C'est une hypnosegénérale. Il faudrait que derrière la porte de chaque homme satisfait,heureux, se tienne quelqu'un armé d'un petit marteau dont les coups luirappelleraient sans cesse que les malheureux existent, que si heureux qu'ilsoit, la vie lui montrera tôt ou tard ses griffes, le malheur, la maladie,la pauvreté, les deuils, viendront s'abattre sur lui, et que personne a cemoment-la ne le verra ni ne l'entendra, comme lui maintenant n'entend et nevoit personne. Mais l'homme au marteau n'existe pas, l'homme heureux vit,les petits soucis quotidiens l’émeuvent légèrement, comme le vent fait bougerles feuilles du tremble et tout continue comme par le passé."
Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair.The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress.The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people and so long as men die, liberty will never perish.Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you, who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think or what to feel!Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder.Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men with machine minds and machine hearts!You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts.You don't hate! Only the unloved hate, the unloved and the unnatural!Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!In the 17th Chapter of St. Luke it is written: 'the Kingdom of God is within man', not one man nor a group of men, but in all men!In you! You, the people have the power, the power to create machines.The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.Then, in the name of democracy, let us use that power!Let us all unite! Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth the future and old age a security.By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power, but they lie!They do not fulfill their promise; they never will.Dictators free themselves, but they enslave the people!Now, let us fight to fulfill that promise!Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance.Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness.Soldiers! In the name of democracy, let us all unite!"
Some example of how this works in practice. I've always used restaurants as the example of a terrible business. There's always some example...You're opening a restaurant business and no one wants to invest because you just loose money so you have to tell some idiocy sincrotic nerded and you'll say something like 'Well, we're the only British food restaurant in Paoelto.So it's British, Paoelto, and of course that's too small market because people may be to drive all the way to Manhatan View or either Mountain wall park Hmm, and there probably are no people who eat nothing but British food at least no people who are still alive.And so, that is a sort of a fictitiously narrow market.There's sort of a Hollywood version of this where the way movies always get passed...Ok, it's like College football star ...joins elite group of hackers...to catch the shark that killed his friend.So, that's a movie that has not yet been made but the question is 'Is that the right category' 'Is the correct category'.It's just another movie! In which case, there's a lot of those, it's super competitive, incredibly hard to make money, no one ever makes money in Hollywood."
If you cannot tell a story with your science, your science isn't worth a shit.I'm 63 and I think back on what is important in my life.I wish I would be a better man.I wish I had been a better husband and a better citizen.But I have told a certain story with my life, and, probably the mostinteresting aspect of that story are the discoveries that I've made in thescience lab the contribution I have made to the understanding of how man is put together."
'Busyness' is a social defense against other people making us do things we don't really want to do and a mechanism for coping with feeling guilty about things we know we should do, but don't. My intuition is that people have had to project themselves as busier and busier over the last couple decades as technology has made us more efficient in order for this strategy to continue working.If you're always 'so busy!', your boss is less likely to give you more work; your spouse is less likely to ask you to do more around the house; you're not going to feel as guilty about only seeing grandma once a year or refusing to help your friend move; you can feel a little better about yourself when a friend lands an awesome new job or plans a cool vacation and you haven't really done anything. When you haven't seen someone in a long time and they ask how things are, you can give them the impression that things must be even better than the last time you saw them, because you've clearly been so busy improving your lot in life. Well, that's the idea, at least.After I read that article I decided to try to be more honest with myself and the people I know about how busy I really was (which is often 'not very' - I, like the author, am the 'laziest ambitious person I know.'). It's a very hard habit to break, and it forces you to be more honest about the things you really want to spend your time on and the things you're avoiding."
I can't help but wonder whether all this histrionic exhaustion isn't a way of covering up the fact that most of what we do doesn't matter."
Reading and experience train your model of the world. And even if you forget the experience or what you read, its effect on your model of the world persists. Your mind is like a compiled program you've lost the source of. It works, but you don't know why."
Like self-esteem attracts like self-esteem."
Those who have never been hurt don't truly understand what love is. Those whoendure hardships become strong and gentle. This path is necessary."
In an ugly and unhappy world the richest man can purchase nothing but ugliness and unhappiness."
It's all the same, only the names will change"
One of the worst things you can do is force people who don't feel pain to take your aspirin."
It's easy to shit when your butt is full."
Qui mange une noix de coco fait confiance à son anus."
If you're both laughing, it means you see the world in the same way"
You don't need anyone else to know but yourself."
The people who are the best farmers should get the most land."
Who the cap fit let them wear it."
When we copy we justify, when others copy we vilify"
If there is a human moral to be drawn, it is that we must _teach_ our children altruism, for we cannot expect it to be part of their biological nature"
The best predictor of future behavior is past behavior"
Deriving our conforts. We create human being and addict them to absolute craps. American Idols, the Olympics, baseball, football, go down the list, gambling, the lotterie. They are all propurtely silly, the waste of energy, lack of social valut produce. We could love making the world a better place. Instead we glorify falling down the hill. It's just absolutely ridiculous. It is so because we haven't admitted what we are: programmable bots. You push a bunch of buttons and you can enjoy anything. Stop glorifying the inner cockroach."
Enter with the intention of growing as an individual."
A Wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it! Something of the awfulness, even of Death itself, is referable to this. No more can I turn the leaves of this dear book that I loved, and vainly hope in time to read it all. No more can I look into the depths of this unfathomable water, wherein, as momentary lights glanced into it, I have had glimpses of buried treasure and other things submerged."
Sometimes I wonder if guests are present at the table when they are obsessing about photographing everything they eat, one time a guest suggested I change the colour of the plates (from white to black) because he said the photographs would look better."
If you're dreaming or complaining, it's the same shit. It means you're just not doing shit."
All models are wrong, some models are useful. Try to look at where the models converge. That's where I find the truth."
any sufficiently advanced kind of work is indistinguishable from play."
You are not your ideas"
Someone that cannot respect another's journey hasn't traveled very far himself."
What we see depends mainly on what we look for."
Show me how you spend your day and I'll tell you what you care about."
The therapeutic act, not the therapeutic word."
Modern man thinks he loses something—time—when he does not do things quickly. Yet he does not know what to do with the time he gains—except kill it."
Ars longa, vita brevis, occasio praeceps, experimentum periculosum, iudicium difficile"
A little learning is a dangerous thing ; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring : There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again. Fired at first sight with what the Muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of Arts ; While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind, But, more advanced, behold with strange surprise New distant scenes of endless science rise ! So pleased at first the towering Alps we try, Mount o’er the vales, and seem to tread the sky ; The eternal snows appear already past, And the first clouds and mountains seem the last ; But those attained, we tremble to survey The growing labours of the lengthened way ; The increasing prospect tires our wandering eyes, Hills peep o’er hills, and Alps on Alps arise !"
Pity weakens the soul"
not all who wander are lost, not all who are lost have wandered"
Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell."
History is always written by the winners. When two cultures clash, the loser is obliterated, and the winner writes the history books — books which glorify their own cause and disparage the conquered foe. As Napoleon once said, "What is history, but a fable agreed upon‽""
Be yourself everyones else is already taken"
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