#work

Delegating work works, provided the one delegating works, too. ↗

— Robert Half

#too #work #works

In a team setting, leadership is shared by a community of people, which counters the tendency for pastors to form congregations in their own images. ↗

— Adam S. McHugh

#introverts #leadership #pastors #teamwork #leadership

But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window--maybe rearrange all the furniture. ↗

— Raymond Carver

#crazy #excitement #fireworks #hyper #life

The man whose whole life is spent in performing a few simple operations, of which the effects are perhaps always the same, or very nearly the same, has no occasion to exert his understanding or to exercise his invention in finding out expedients for removing difficulties which never occur. He naturally loses, therefore, the habit of such exertion, and generally becomes as stupid and ignorant as it is possible for a human creature to become. ↗

— Adam Smith

#stupidity #work #life

We must not be defined by what we do, but we must be what and who we are, then only happen to do what we do! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#inspirational-outlook #inspirational-quotes #jobs #know-thyself #lot-in-life

You keep waiting for the moral of your life to become obvious, but it never does. Work, work, work: No moral. No plot. No eureka! Just production schedules and days. You might as well be living inside a photocopier. Your lives are all they're ever going to be. ↗

— Douglas Coupland

#plot #purpose-of-life #work #life

Rich will be my life if I can keep my memories full and brimming, and record them on clear-eyed mornings while I set joyously to work setting pen to holy craft. ↗

— Roman Payne

#life #memories #novel-writing #novelist #payne

Who’s to say what a ‘literary life’ is? As long as you are writing often, and writing well, you don’t need to be hanging-out in libraries all the time. Nightclubs are great literary research centers. So is Ibiza! ↗

— Roman Payne

#ibiza #libraries #lifestyle #literary #literary-life

Two months in Shanghai, and what does she have to show for herself? She had been full of plans on the plane ride over, had studied her phrase book as if cramming for an exam, had been determined to refine her computational model with a new set of data, expecting insights and breakthroughs, plotting notes for a new article. Only the time has trickled away so quickly. She has meandered through the days chatting with James instead of gathering data. At night, she has gone out to dinners and bars. [James'] Chinese has not improved; her computational model has barely been touched. She does not know what she has been doing with herself, and now an airplane six days away is waiting for her. ↗

— Ruiyan Xu

#time #work #life

When I was thinking about How Poetry Saved My Life entering the “big literary world” I more so viewed it as sub genre or an underdog book because there are still comparatively so few books about sex work, especially from authors who once worked street, like I have. Disclosing to working street-level sex work still feels risky to me. Apart from Runaway by Evelyn Lau (published in 1989) I have yet to read a first person memoir about street work. More of these stories must be out there—perhaps I just haven’t found them yet. ↗

— Amber Dawn

#street-sex-work #survival-sex-work #life