Shout praise and whisper criticism.
This great blue world of ours is but a house of leaves, moments before the wind.
No gunfire, famine, or flies. Just lots of toothpaste, gardening and people stuff.
Through all the windows I only see infinity.
Some people reflect light, some deflect it, you by some miracle, seem to collect it.
He [Zampano] probably would of insisted on corrections and edits, he was his own harshest critic, but I've come to believe errors, especially written errors, are often the only markers left by a solitary life: to sacrifice them is to lose the angels of personality, the riddle of a soul. In this case a very old soul. A very old riddle.
Write what you love. Love will hold you through the hard times and hold the world during the good times.
I'm making a case against how money managers are handling customers' money. The objective of the customer is not being met if the fund managers are diversifying their assets into hundreds of businesses. If they do this, they are typically performing close to the indexes. But that's not the way wealth is created.
So our student will flit like a busy bee through the entire garden of literature, light on every blossom, collect a little nectar from each, and carry it to his hive.
I approach fashion as an evolution. It's always changing. As you know, sometimes it changes in three months.
Until you understand your Core Story, whatever it is, and how it made you who you are today, your foundation will reflect only your unconscious beliefs about yourself, real or imagined, positive or negative. When you delve into your subconscious beliefs about your lot in life, whether you believe you deserve to be happy or sad, successful or unsuccessful, only then do you have the chance to change the story that is replaying over and over in your head and determining how you go through life.