We need a sense of direction, not a definition of our selves. We need to be able to bumble around the Earth, having multiple experiences and doing a variety of things, so that we can take all the learnings and benefits that variety can offer us. But we also need to know the core of ourselves so that we don’t have to let those experiences change our

The single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place - George Bernard Shaw

If we have data, let’s look at data. If all we have are opinions, let’s go with mine.”

— Jim Barksdale

what’s gonna help you wake up, won't help you sleep at night - for cryin’ out loud by Finneas

"My daddy always told me to just do the best you knew how and tell the truth. He said there was nothin to set a man’s mind at ease like wakin up in the morning and not havin to decide who you were. And if you done somethin wrong just stand up and say you done it and say you’re sorry and get on with it. Don’t haul stuff around with you."

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"If you have a problem with me, text me. If you don't have my number, then you don't know me well enough to have a problem with me!'

“I know he's a good general, but is he lucky?” ― Napoleon Bonaparte

If you work on anything worthwhile, sooner or later people will care about it and will want you to send progress updates. These could be quarterly investor updates, weekly updates to your boss, emails to adjacent teams, etc. Here are tips on how to do this well.

1. Understand your role, and with each update add to the body of evidence that you’re a goo

“I want everything quiet and simple. For me: walking barefoot, sitting still, reading, listening to stories, and now and then telling some myself. Eating fruit, drinking milk, longing to create, but with patience and many insights.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Lou Salomé witten c. March 1904

‘‘I have led a toothless life’, he thought. ‘ A toothless life. I have never bitten into anything. I was waiting. I was reserving myself for later on-and I have just noticed that my teeth have gone. What’s to be done? Break the shell? That’s easily said. Besides, what would remain? A little viscous gum, oozing through the dust and leaving a glister