I think goal orientation is absolutely disastrous in life. Two things happen: one — you don't meet your goals, you call yourself a failure. Secondly — you meet your goal, you go: "Well, I'm here, and now what? I'm not happy. I've got this car, this job, I'm living in this address, which I thought the place I wanted to be, and... what?" Because you're going for something outside yourself, and that's no good.
and American television is filled with people /sitting in chairs on it's sort of afternoon talk-shows / going "I need"-whining, whining about their lives. /"I'm beautiful, I'm lovely and yet nobody... You know, I'm special, I have needs..." /Oh! Shut up, stop whining.
I suppose the thing I’d most would have like to have known or be reassured about is that in the world is what counts more than talent, what counts more than energy or concentration or commitment or anything else is kindness. And the more in the world you encounter kindness, and cheerfulness (which is kind of its amiable uncle or aunt), just the better the world always is – and all the big words: virtue, justice, truth, are dwarfed by the greatness of kindness.
But then he revealed that he's gay. That gave me pause, and brought me back to attention. Being gay gives him cred.
Who, who'd you feel more sorryful, who you actually want to hug? /The person you happen to know /has a tumor and he just getting through life /not talking about it, smiling, trying not to embarrass anybody about it, /or that kind of person "I have a leg that hurt, that one.. /and I have this pain here, and doctors don't know what to do about it, and I get these flashes.." /Oh, Christ, I'm sure it's terrible for you, dear, but shut up!
Geez, noahhs, delmoi – have you guys really never heard of or seen Stephen Fry? Probably a good idea to find out who he is before seeing this, I guess.
This is a common enough impulse; bully for you in admitting to it. I felt that way many years ago, until I worked with many people who were high achievers. From that I learned that suffering is universal
Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you've got about a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies — "God damn it, you've got to be kind."
But that's his whole point – nobody is; nobody's forced to do anything. Once we're adults, we can do anything we want. We don't have to go to the Grand Canyon or read Shakespeare or play dodgeball with anybody. And the fact that we're still stuck in critical modes based on childhood slights is silly.
Yes because being 'rich and successful' buys you immunity from suffering right?
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