The Professional Is Acutely Aware Of The

If You Were Meant To Cure Cancer Or Crack Cold Fusion And You Don't Do It, You Not Only Hurt Yourself, Even Destroy Yourself. You Hurt Your Children, You Hurt Me, You Hurt The Planet. You Shame The Angels Who Watch Over You And You Spite God Almighty, Who Created You And Only You With Your Unique Gifts, For The Sole Purpose Of Nudging The Human Race One Millimeter Further Along Its Path Back To God.

No Matter How Great A Writer, Artist, Or Entrepreneur, He Is A Mortal, He Is Fallible. He Is Not Proof Against Resistance. He Will Drop The Ball; He Will Crash. That’s Why They Call It Rewriting.

Tomorrow Morning The Critic Will Be Gone, But The Writer Will Still Be There Facing The Blank Page. Nothing Matters But That He Keep Working.

This Man Has Conquered The World! What Have You Done?" The Philosopher Replied Without An Instant's Hesitation, "i Have Conquered The Need To Conquer The World.

One Thing I've Found In Any Project Is Almost Universally About Three Quarters Of The Way Through - Or Maybe A Little Father, Maybe Seventh Eighths On The Way Through - Any Project Will Explode.