I love to read great mysteries, in part for the language — and in this case, for the pure inspiration.
What is it we love so much about good mysteries? Perhaps it is that they echo what we ourselves are doing here in this life.
If you had the chance to talk to your nineteen-year-old self, what would you say?
Each time I woke up in a new career, it felt as if I’d stepped out of the room for a moment, only to come back in and find it completely rearranged, with all different furniture. So what was “me” — the stuff in the room, or the empty room itself?
He wasn’t one of us, exactly. (He was a grownup, after all, and we were all teenagers.) But we knew, somehow, that he spoke for us.
Call it joy, call it flow, call it being carried away like a feather in wind … whatever you want to call it, I think it makes you ageless.
If you want to write a song, or a poem, or a book? To start a business, a project, a relationship? To live a life? Here’s how I think it may work.
Pindar asked if there were any questions, and the young man in the row behind me raised his hand. I turned to look at him, and saw an expression of eagerness, self-consciousness, determination, and fluster, all in roughly equal measure. A mix Pindar had seen many times before, no doubt.
There are two kinds of leadership: a style of leadership that pushes, and a kind that pulls. Guess which one moves people further?
Because there are two kinds of leadership. You can take leadership. Or you can *give* leadership.