This one was worth doing the re-wind for, via NYTimes: I really love working…Most people they want hit records because that’s how they make their money but you know what I realized is that I don’t care about hit records … Continue reading →
Sometimes you just can’t make this stuff up. Last night I was wondering just how close Wales is to Ireland and I tried to figure out where to put my main’s father’s family, in Ireland. No they weren’t going to … Continue reading →
Fortinbras, knee deep in Danes, lived happily ever after. • Hamlet Hamlet ain’t it gory, Continue reading →
Work* is a constant invisible question, sometimes nagging, sometimes cajoling, sometimes emboldening me; at its best beckoning me to follow a particular star to which I belong. – David Whyte via Brain Pickings * I read this to be ‘The … Continue reading →
In real love you want the other person’s good. In romantic love, you want the other person.
