A collection of quotes that either move me or make me laugh.
We are here on earth to fart around, don’t let anyone tell you any different.
You’ll worry less about what people think about you when you realize how seldom they do.
“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.”
“Talent hits a target no one else can hit. Genius hits a target no one else can see.”
“The person who writes for fools is always sure of a large audience.”
A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others.
And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. The slogan Press On! has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race.
Massive success is the greatest revenge.
“Talent works for money and fame; the motive which moves genius to productivity is, on the other hand, less easy to determine. It isn’t money, for genius seldom gets any. It isn’t fame: fame is too uncertain and, more closely considered, of too little worth. Nor is it strictly for its own pleasure, for the great exertion involved almost outweighs the pleasure. It is rather an instinct of a unique sort by virtue of which the individual possessed of genius is impelled to express what he has seen and felt in enduring works without being conscious of any further motivation. It takes place, by and large, with the same sort of necessity as a tree brings forth fruit, and demands of the world no more than a soil on which the individual can flourish.”
Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly