Nobody could like Donald Trump, surely, except his mother. No one really likes The Donald. But how can you not have respect for a guy who's been down on the floor and just keeps coming back? Nothing will keep Donald Trump down until they drive a wooden stake in his heart and a silver bullet in his brain.
~ Felix Dennis
Overhead will eat you alive if not constantly viewed as a parasite to be exterminated. Never mind the bleating of those you employ. Hold out until mutiny is imminent before employing even a single additional member of staff. More startups are wrecked by overstaffing than by any other cause, bar failure to monitor cash flow.
Good ideas are like Nike sports shoes. They may facilitate success for an athlete who possesses them, but on their own they are nothing but an overpriced pair of sneakers. Sports shoes don't win races. Athletes do.
There are as many forms of happiness as sorrow, though most prove fleeting.
As with the onset of sudden celebrity, for the newly rich, the world often becomes a darker, narrower, less generous place; a paradox that elicits scant sympathy, but is nonetheless true.
People who get trapped in the tunnel vision of making money think that is all there is to life.
No poetry that I'm aware of, however bad or glorious, has ever left somebody a worse person than they were before they read it.
You don't have to live in a garage to write great poetry.
I want to prove that if you write in strict meter and rhyme about subjects people care about, they will buy poetry.
I am absolutely convinced that my life was redeemed by poetry.
With a poetry book I can send 100 copies out to reviewers and other people, and even do it in advance and get their response. It's difficult with iPad: how do you send it out for free, and how do you even disseminate it before it goes into their store?
Poetry is one of the oldest of all art forms, and one of its powers for shamans and tribal leaders was the mnemonic.
