When people don't want the best for you, they are not the best for you.
A novel captures essence that is not possible in any other form.
The long morning shadows lay as still and dark as lakes and patterned the rough ground with straight margins.
All places, no matter where, no matter what, are worth visiting.
Home is always the impossible subject, multilayered and maddening.
Basically, what you find out is the limits of your patience and your strength and your capacity to adapt. You find that out in travel and being alone and being tested. So that's a great thing.
Travel is glamorous only in retrospect.
What, really, is wanted from a neighborhood? Convenience, certainly, an absence of major aggravation, to be sure. But perhaps mostof all, ideally, what is wanted is a comfortable background, a breathing space of intermission between the intensities of private life and the calculations of public life.
Given continued high rates of population increase, all environmental victories are temporary.
Trust your reader. Not everything needs to be explained. If you really know something, and breathe life into it, they'll know it too.
When you're in a start-up, the first ten people will determine whether the company succeeds or not. Each is 10 percent of the company. So why wouldn't you take as much time as necessary to find all the A players? If three were not so great, why would you want a company where 30 percent of your people are not so great? A small company depends on great people much more than a big company does.