Greatness is more than potential. It is the execution of that potential. Beyond the raw talent. You need the appropriate training. You need the discipline. You need the inspiration. You need the drive.
Nobody is ever met at the airport when beginning a new adventure. It's just not done.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Never esteem anything as of advantage to you that will make you break your word or lose your self-respect.
There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
The truth is always a compound of two half- truths, and you never reach it, because there is always something more to say.