Adjectives are the potbelly of poetry.
The ultimate goal of discipline is to teach self discipline.
Hard work breeds self-respect.
I have a love-hate relationship with losing. I hate how it makes me feel, which is basically sick. But I love what it brings out.
There are some concrete ways to create a winning attitude. But nothing beats practicing it. When you prepare to win, belief comes easily.
A competitor continually sets new goals. He feels the need to keep raising the bar. If the fist goal is to make the team, and he achieves it, he immediately resets the goal to: I want to be a starter.
When you grow up on a dairy farm, cows don't take a day off. So you work every day and my dad always said, 'No one can outwork you,'
There are plenty of recommendations on how to get out of trouble cheaply and fast. Most of them come down to this: Deny your responsibility.
The building is a special place because of its architecture; But it's people who make it special by participating in it.
The gaps are the thing. The gaps are the spirit's one home, the altitudes and latitudes so dazzlingly spare and clean that the spirit can discover itself like a once-blind man unbound. The gaps are the clefts in the rock where you cower to see the back parts of God; they are fissures between mountains and cells the wind lances through, the icy narrowing fiords splitting the cliffs of mystery. Go up into the gaps. If you can find them; they shift and vanish too. Stalk the gaps. Squeak into a gap in the soil, turn, and unlock-more than a maple-universe.
Research is a passion with me; it drives me; it is my relentless master.