#time

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over. ↗

— Octavia Butler

#art #being #destiny #friend #go

Clear thinking at the wrong moment can stifle creativity. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#clear #create #creativity #design #fashion-designer

As I've explained to my wife many times, you have to kill your wife or mistress to get on the front page of the papers. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#front #get #i #kill #many

To have guilt you've got to earn guilt, but sometimes when you earn it, you don't feel the guilt you ought to have. And that's what The Firebombing is about. ↗

— James Dickey

#earn #feel #got #guilt #ought

The man who indulges us in this natural passion, who invites us into his heart, who, as it were, sets open the gates of his breast to us, seems to exercise a species of hospitality more delightful than any other. No man, who is in ordinary good temper, can fail of pleasing, if he has the courage to utter his real sentiments as he feels them, and because he feels them. ↗

— Adam Smith

#courage

Wasted strokes, like missed deadlines, are preventable and costly. ↗

— Lorii Myers

#on-time #work #attitude

For some reason, the sight of snow descending on fire always makes me think of the ancient world – legionaries in sheepskin warming themselves at a brazier: mountain altars where offerings glow between wintry pillars; centaurs with torches cantering beside a frozen sea – scattered, unco-ordinated shapes from a fabulous past, infinitely removed from life; and yet bringing with them memories of things real and imagined. These classical projections, and something in the physical attitudes of the men themselves as they turned from the fire, suddenly suggested Poussin’s scene in which the Seasons, hand in hand and facing outward, tread in rhythm to the notes of the lyre that the winged and naked greybeard plays. The image of Time brought thoughts of mortality: of human beings, facing outwards like the Seasons, moving hand in hand in intricate measure: stepping slowly, methodically, sometimes a trifle awkwardly, in evolutions that take recognisable shape: or breaking into seeminly meaningless gyrations, while partners disappear only to reappear again, once more giving pattern to the spectacle: unable to control the melody, unable, perhaps, to control the steps of the dance. ↗

— Anthony Powell

#dance #music #time #art

And, you know, my dad would show me some things sometimes, but the best things that I got to do were to actually see really good players play up close. That gives you an idea of fingering and technique and what not. ↗

— Dweezil Zappa

#best #close #dad #gives #good

It's a unique situation to have, but again they say sometimes talent doesn't win. It has to be brought together right. That's the coaching's job. That's what we're doing. ↗

— Michael Cooper

#brought #coaching #doing #job #right

You can't look forward and backward at the same time. ↗

— Coleman Young

#forward #look #same #time #you