"Jobs did not know that Sculley had told Eisenstat he wanted to quit, but by then it didn't matter. Overnight, he had changed his mind and decided to stay. Despite the blowup the day before, he was still eager for Jobs to like him. So he agreed to meet the next afternoon."

-- Walter Isaacson

#Jobs Quotes #Mind Quotes #Afternoon Quotes

“[Speaking] is never without fear; of visibility, of the harsh light of scrutiny and perhaps judgment, of pain, of death. But we have lived through all of those already, in silence, except death. And I remind myself all the time now, that if I were to have been born mute, and had maintained an oath of silence my whole life for safety, I would still have suffered, and I would still die.”
“Practice, practice, practice. Practice until you get a guitar welt on your chest...if it makes you feel good, don't stop until you see the blood from your fingers. Then you'll know you're on to something!”
“When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.”
“...the first thing you do at the end is reflect on the beginning. Maybe it's some form of reverse closure, or just the basic human impulse toward sentimentality, or masochism, but as you stand there shell-shocked in the charred ruins of your life, your mind will invariably go back to the time when it all started. And even if you didn't fall in love in the eighties, in your mind it will fee like the eighties, all innocent and airbrushed, with bright colors and shoulder pads and Pat Benatar or The Cure on the soundtrack.”
“When you meet with opposition, even if it should be from your husband or your children, endeavor to overcome it by argument and not by authority, for a victory dependent upon authority is unreal and illusory.”
“I have such a girl-crush on Reese Witherspoon. I would love to do a comedy with her.”

Source : "Biography / Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.
“EVERYONE suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging wildly across the white Orchards and dark-green fields; onâ€”onâ€”and out of sight. Everyoneâ€™s voice was suddenly lifted; And beauty came like the setting sun: My heart was shaken with tears; and horror Drifted away ... O, but Everyone Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.”
“I've got death inside me. It's just a question of whether or not I can outlive it.”

Source : Don DeLillo (2011). “White Noise”, p.169, Pan Macmillan

You may also like:

Aaron Sorkin
Screenwriter
Albert Einstein
Theoretical Physicist
Benjamin Franklin
Founding Father of the United States
Danny Boyle
Film director
Evan Thomas
Journalist
Laura Hillenbrand
Author
Pico Iyer
Essayist
Steve Jobs
Entrepreneur
Steve Wozniak
Inventor