There is no stigma attached to recognizing a bad decision in time to install a better one.
Howard Hughes was able to afford the luxury of madness, like a man who not only thinks he is Napoleon but hires an army to prove it.
That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.
I find it rather easy to portray a businessman. Being bland, rather cruel and incompetent comes naturally to me.
I'm glad I didn't have to fight in any war. I'm glad I didn't have to pick up a gun. I'm glad I didn't get killed or kill somebody. I hope my kids enjoy the same lack of manhood.
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.
This world is given as the prize for the men in earnest; and that which is true of this world, is truer still of the world to come.