Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life.
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Good work tends to happen only at the end of day: when the fear of accomplishing nothing finally exceeds fear of doing it badly.
Just create to create
You may not be a Picasso or Mozart but you don’t have to be. Just create to create. Create to remind yourself you’re still alive. Make stuff to inspire others to make something too. Create to learn a bit more about yourself.
The road to ruin
If once a man indulges himself in murder, very soon he comes to think little of robbing; and from robbing he comes next to drinking and Sabbath-breaking; and from that to incivility and procrastination.
Thomas de Quincey
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Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.
Elizabeth Stone (1803-1881)
We built it for ourselves
We think the Mac will sell zillions, but we didn’t build the Mac for anybody else. We built it for ourselves. We were the group of people who were going to judge whether it was great or not. We weren’t going to go out and do market research. We just wanted to build the best thing we could build.
When you’re a carpenter making a beautiful chest of drawers, you’re not going to use a piece of plywood on the back, even though it faces the wall and nobody will ever see it. You’ll know it’s there, so you’re going to use a beautiful piece of wood on the back. For you to sleep well at night, the aesthetic, the quality, has to be carried all the way through.
Steve Jobs, 1985 (via)
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It is quite possible — overwhelmingly probable, one might guess — that we will always learn more about human life and personality from novels than from scientific psychology.
Noam Chomsky
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Summer is a discouraging time to work — you don’t feel death coming on the way it does in the fall when the boys really put pen to paper.
Ernest Hemingway in a letter to Fitzgerald, from Hemingway: The 1930s (via wwnorton)