Quotes I will use someday

A collection of quotes that might make me ...

Even though every new major technology has led to more jobs at higher wages throughout history, each wave of this panic is accompanied by claims that “this time is different” – this is the time it will finally happen, this is the technology that will finally deliver the hammer blow to human labor. And yet, it never happens.

I tried to work in such a way that I always had a working 3D modeler, and progressively improved it as time allowed. I think about it like building a pyramid. If you build layer by layer, you don’t have a pyramid until the very end. On the other hand you can build it so that stopping at any step is a complete pyramid.

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The reason to launch fast is not so much that it’s critical to get your product to market early, but that you haven’t really started working on it till you’ve launched. Launching teaches you what you should have been building. Till you know that you’re wasting your time. So the main value of whatever you launch with is as a pretext for engaging users.

“Why do you need Zig in this situation?” […] Why do I need to do anything? Why do I need to make the video editor? And the is answer is because I fucking feel like it, so, I feel like writing Zig and so here we are.

Deux cents ans d’un crétin, c’est cent-cinquante de trop.

Hey front-end folks, just a quick note. Never ever ever ever ever mess with my browser. It’s not yours, it’s mine. I’m letting you use it for free to render your bloated sites. Don’t do this to me. I get to copy paste whatever I want whenever I want. When you get your own browser you can do whatever you want but while you are living in my house under my rules I get to copy/paste whenever I goddamn feel like it.

I loved someone once. I’d put on jazz at night. It was kinda cheesy but I liked it. Besides, she’d iust smile and one night was never enough to get in enough kisses and love making. One lifetime wasn’t enough. She probably kinda liked it too. Eventually, hours later, we’d realize the Pandora station had turned off. Are you still there? It would ask. She made me feel infinite, like that galaxy in the picture. I felt free, like I could do anything in the world. Perfectly happy, too - I knew there was nothing else in the world I wanted more than what I had right then. Even having her wasn’t enough - like I said, a lifetime wasn’t enough to fit all the love. Now all I’ve got are the memories. Part of me knows you only get one space ship like that in you’re life if you’re lucky. The rest of me has been trying to bludgeon it into silence in the hopes that maybe I’ll realize a sports car will be way better than I thought it could be. But even a smart, loving, super attractive sports car… just ain’t a rocket ship

Winning is always a function of the situation and the people involved. You don’t win fights by thinking of big ideas but by thinking of tricks that work in one particular case.

An easy thing is a heads they win, tails you lose situation. Failing at easy things is shameful; succeeding is unremarkable. Much better to work on hard things – heads you win, tails they lose. Failure is unfortunate but expected; success makes you a hero.

La lutte elle-même vers les sommets suffit à remplir un cœur d’homme. Il faut imaginer Sisyphe heureux.

The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

The torment of precautions often exceeds the dangers to be avoided. It is sometimes better to abandon one’s self to destiny

I have just now come from a party where I was its life and soul; witticisms streamed from my lips, everyone laughed and admired me, but I went away — yes, the dash should be as long as the radius of the earth’s orbit ——————————— and wanted to shoot myself

Not only are you blind and deaf to the voice of the world, you rejoice in your ignorance. You actually believe your handicap is something to be proud of, instead of something to be pitied.

Spare us your pity, alien. You gush about your connection with nature, your primal wisdom, but what has it brought you? Where are your marvels of engineering? Your voyages of discovery? Your great insight into the nature of the universe? Even at our basest, when we dressed as you do, dwelt as you do, hunted as you do, lived as you do, we did more than merely survive. We built wonders. We made great journeys. We forged epics. You have not. You speak so proudly of the plugs dangling from your skulls, little realizing that they are but strings and you puppets. What little you have accomplished you attribute to the wisdom of your goddess, who is nothing but the voices of your dead echoing for all eternity. She moors you to the past, serving as a leash that keeps you as little better than apes, sad parodies of civilization that lack that special spark to become something more. We have come to your world in search of resources. Whether your actions drive us back or we take what we want and move on, the outcome is the same. We will depart from your wretched planet, leaving you behind. And in a thousand years, you will not have changed from this contact with another world. You will remain in your trees, hunting your prey, communing with your goddess, until your sun burns out and your world dies. And above your tomb, the stars will belong to us.

Pour prendre une décision, il faut être un nombre impair de personnes, et trois c’est déjà trop.

Ne craignez jamais de vous faire des ennemis; si vous n’en avez pas, c’est que vous n’avez rien fait.

On ne ment jamais tant qu’avant les élections, pendant la guerre et après la chasse.

No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good. A silly idea is current that good people do not know what temptation means. This is an obvious lie. Only those who try to resist temptation know how strong it is. After all, you find out the strength of the German army by fighting against it, not by giving in. You find out the strength of a wind by trying to walk against it, not by lying down. A man who gives in to temptation after five minutes simply does not know what it would have been like an hour later. That is why bad people, in one sense, know very little about badness — they have lived a sheltered life by always giving in. We never find out the strength of the evil impulse inside us until we try to fight it: and Christ, because He was the only man who never yielded to temptation, is also the only man who knows to the full what temptation means — the only complete realist.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that’s where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate.

“If there’s anything worse than a limousine liberal,” Morton said, “it’s a Gulfstream environmentalist.”

“Her intentions are good,” she said. “And her information is bad,” Kenner said. “A prescription for disaster.”

The current near-hysterical preoccupation with safety is at best a waste of resources and a crimp on the human spirit, and at worst an invitation to totalitarianism. Public education is desperately needed.

someone tried to kill you, you did not have the option of averting your eyes or changing the subject. You were forced to deal with that person’s behavior. The experience was, in the end, a loss of certain illusions.

Kenner wasn’t sure whether the guy believed what he was saying, had been fed it at college, or was just distracted by fear.

a crisis is a situation in which a previously tolerable set of circumstances is suddenly, by the addition of another factor, rendered wholly intolerable.

Yet underlying the uniqueness of each crisis is a disturbing sameness. A characteristic of all crises is their predictability, in retrospect. They seem to have a certain inevitability, they seem predestined. This is not true of all crises, but it is true of sufficiently many to make the most hardened historian cynical and misanthropic.

Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience. They may be more likely to go to Heaven yet at the same time likelier to make a Hell of earth. This very kindness stings with intolerable insult. To be “cured” against one’s will and cured of states which we may not regard as disease is to be put on a level of those who have not yet reached the age of reason or those who never will; to be classed with infants, imbeciles, and domestic animals.

Feelings, and feelings, and feelings. Let me try thinking instead.

What keeps me up at night? The customers are the problem; the product is perfect in isolation.

[Sur Miterrand] Il disait des sottises quand il disait que le nationalisme c’est la guerre, c’est l’impérialisme qui est la guerre; le nationalisme c’est le remède à l’impérialisme.

Comment notre siècle en progrès résisterait-il à la tentation de railler les sottises du passé ?

De quoi s’occupent ces gens dont j’ignore l’existence et qui sont là à épier la mienne ?

Les créateurs sont des gens qui ne sont jamais vraiment sortis de l’enfance mais qui n’ont fait que l’agrandir aux dimensions de leur destin.

Look at your habits: Are they the product of innumerable little cowardices and lazinesses…or of your courage and inventive reason?

Notre drapeau ne flotte pas grâce au vent, il flotte grâce au dernier souffle des soldats qui sont morts en le défendant.

La chance ne sourit qu’aux esprits bien préparés.

Due to the pace of progress the future is rather disconnected from the past;

[…] the past is also much more uncertain—or even falsely reported—than is usually recognized. Thus we are forced to imagine what the future will probably be.

Great results in science and engineering are “bunched” in the same person too often for success to be a matter of random luck

I need a room full of mirrors so I can be surrounded by winners.

You can’t reason someone out of an opinion that they didn’t reason themselves into.

On religion

If you’re born in India, you’re probably a Hindu. If you’re born in America, you’re probably a Christian. If you’re born in Pakistan, you’re probably a Muslim. That’s a coincidence, isn’t it - that you’re always born into the right God. Always.. Isn’t that lucky? I was born into the right God. All those others are going to hell, but I was born into the right religion, I’m going to heaven.

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