The ends must justify the means.

The ends must justify the means.

If it's worth doing, it's worth doing badly.
(on not perfectionism
to put things off)
.

If it's worth doing, it's worth doing badly.
(on not perfectionism
to put things off)
.

There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why... I dream of things that never read more

There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why... I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?

Despite everybody who has been born and has died, the world has just gone on. I mean, look at Napoleon read more

Despite everybody who has been born and has died, the world has just gone on. I mean, look at Napoleon --but we went right on. Look at Harpo Marx --the world went around, it didn't stop for a second. It's sad but true. John Kennedy, right?

We need to learn to set our course by the stars, not by the lights of every passing ship.

We need to learn to set our course by the stars, not by the lights of every passing ship.

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six read more

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six crumbs. Stooping by the coffin
lid waiting for something to rise as the something's always did. Imagine
His surprise, bellowing above the general noise, "Where is Effie? She
was dead." Back to God in a tiny voice: "My name's Maybe."
The first crumb said. The number two crumb picked up the song.
"Might, I'm called. I've done no wrong." Cried the third crumb,
"I am Should. Here's our little brother Could and my big sister
Would. Don't punish us for we've been good." And the last crumb, with
some shame, whispered unto God, "My name is Must and with the others,
we've been Effie, who isn't alive and never was. Cross the threshold have
no dread. Lift the sheet back in this way.

Much as we may wish to make a new beginning, some part of us resists doing so as though we read more

Much as we may wish to make a new beginning, some part of us resists doing so as though we were making the first step toward disaster.

The ultimate function of prophecy is not to tell the future, but to make it. Your successful past will block read more

The ultimate function of prophecy is not to tell the future, but to make it. Your successful past will block your visions of the future.

Nothing is terrible except fear itself.

Nothing is terrible except fear itself.