Rule number one of anime," Simon said. He sat propped up against a pile of pillows at the foot of his bed, a bag of potato chips in one hand and the TV remote in the other. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said I BLOGGED YOUR MOM and a pair of jeans that were ripped in one knee. "Never screw with a blind monk.
Be a worthy worker and work will come.
Great losses are great lessons.
Fail soon so that you can succeed sooner.
Today it is cheaper to start a business than tomorrow.
To a farmer dirt is not a waste, it is wealth.
If the farmer is rich, then so is the nation.
A farmer is a magician who produces money from the mud.
Networking isn't how many people you know, it's how many people know you.
An entrepreneur with strong network makes money even when he is asleep.
Seeing the mud around a lotus is pessimism, seeing a lotus in the mud is optimism.
If you can't impress them with your argument, impress them with your actions.
Politeness is the first thing people lose once they get the power.
With discipline, you can lose weight, you can excel in work, you can win the war.
Anger gets you into trouble, ego keeps you in trouble.
Arrogant men with knowledge make more noise from their mouth than making a sense from their mind.
Respect cannot be inherited, respect is the result of right actions.
No tricks, no tools, but talent makes a task truly top class.
State first, subject second, statesman last.
Creativity without discipline will struggle, creativity with discipline will succeed.
Parents expect only two things from their children, obedience in their childhood and respect in their adulthood.
Father has a strengthening character like the sun and mother has a soothing temper like the moon.
Cowards say it can't be done, critics say it shouldn't have been done, creator say well done.
During a conversation, listening is as powerful as loving.
If thinking should precede acting, then acting must succeed thinking.
Making a product is just an activity, making a profit on a product is the achievement.
Some of us can live without a society but not without a family.
The job of feets is walking, but their hobby is dancing.
He who sacrifices his respect for love basically burns his body to obtain the light.
What luck has gave you will probably leave you.
When you were making excuses someone else was making enterprise.
In united families, they might sleep with half filled stomach but no one sleeps with empty stomach.
You can take the Indian out of the family, but you cannot take the family out of the Indian.
In your name, the family name is at last because it's the family name that lasts.
In a democracy government is the God.
Common man's patience will bring him more happiness than common man's power.
An invention is a responsibility of the individual, society cannot invent, it can only applaud the invention and inventor.
A true professional not only follows but loves the processes, policies and principles set by his profession.
A professional who doesn't deliver as committed is not just lazy, he is a liar.
Good becomes better by playing against better, but better doesn't become the best by playing against good.
Let someone else be the most powerful country, make ours the most peaceful country.
A good swordsman is more important than a good sword.
In any game, the game itself is the prize, no matter who wins, ultimately both lose the game.
It is the sweat of the servants that make their squire look smart.
Power does not pardon, power punishes.
In a democracy, there will be more complaints but less crisis, in a dictatorship more silence but much more suffering.
Fashion doesn't make you perfect, but it makes you pretty.
Texting is not talking and a phone is not a friend.
The purpose of a profession is to fulfil the personal wishes of a prospect.
Dresses won't worn out in the wardrobe, but that is not what dresses are designed for.
Dresses don't look beautiful on hangers.
It's time to shop high heels if your fiance kisses you on the forehead.
A poor, who hates power, once become powerful, hates poor.
If your prudence stops you every time from taking an action, then you are no more prudent, you are frightened.
Hands can cook, hands can create, hands can kill. There is no better tool than our hands.
Take care of your costume and your confidence will take care of itself.
Hunger gives flavour to the food.
With right fashion, every female would be a flame.
Diet food is not a meal its a medicine.
All worries are less with wine.
Some people when they see cheese, chocolate or cake they don't think of calories.
The salt is to the food, what soul is to the body.
A good food is mouthwatering when you see it and finger licking when you eat it.
We love our mother because she cares and also because she cooks.
Any girl with a grin never looks grim.
An old fashioned outfit is not a costume, it's a comedy.
You cannot choose your face but you can choose your dress.
During your struggle society is not a bunch of flowers, it is a bunch of cactus.
In the business people with expertise, experience and evidence will make more profitable decisions than people with instinct, intuition and imagination.
Passion makes you good, but pride stops you to get better.
The smell of the sweat is not sweet, but the fruit of the sweat is very sweet.
The mistakes of the world are warning message for you.
Don't mention your move before you make a move.
The decision is your own voice, an opinion is the echo of someone else's voice.
Fear of failure is fiction, face this fact and fear will fall.
A powerful process automatically takes care of progress, productivity and profits.
In general, poor is polite and rich is rude.
Anything which you have in profusion is poison
Prudence is precaution, prudence is protection.
Most of the people readily accept the principle but resist its practice.
An assembly is extra slow in taking actions.
If where you are is worthwhile then where you are from doesn't matter.
For few matters you need to be solo, for some matters you need soul mate and for many matters you need society,
Before we complicated life with money, machines and missiles we did well with morals, manpower and meetings.
Mixing old wine with new wine is stupidity, but mixing old wisdom with new wisdom is maturity.
Simplicity saves strength.
Action achieves ambition.
Rich can live better than poor but they cannot live without poor.
I'm a writer by profession and it's totally clear to me that since I started blogging, the amount I write has increased exponentially, my daily interactions with the views of others have never been so frequent, the diversity of voices I engage with is far higher than in the pre-Internet age—and all this has helped me become more modest as a thinker, more open to error, less fixated on what I do know, and more respectful of what I don't. If this is a deterioration in my brain, then more, please."The problem is finding the space and time when this engagement stops, and calm, quiet, thinking and reading of longer-form arguments, novels, essays can begin. Worse, this also needs time for the mind to transition out of an instant gratification mode to me a more long-term, thoughtful calm. I find this takes at least a day of detox. Getting weekends back has helped. But if there were a way to channel the amazing insights of blogging into the longer, calmer modes of thinking ... we'd be getting somewhere."I'm working on it.
5 Ways To Build Your Brand on Social Media:1 Post content that add value2 Spread positivity3 Create steady stream of info4 Make an impact5 Be yourself
Tweet others the way you want to want to be tweeted.
Tweet others the way you want to be tweeted.
We all have a responsibility with the words we post on the internet. If you wouldn't want your mother, daughter, sister or friend to read it, don't post it.
I was driven to go into book writing by the very nature of journalism and blogging. Both are ephemeral. Journalists and bloggers can have humongous egos. But in the end, what they write is really a passing show. I wanted something more lasting — a record of sorts, something people can look back to and relish again like hot, home–brewed coffee.
There seems to be a direct correlation between the spike in suicides by young people and the increase in cyberbullying amongst young people.
There is too much negativity in the world. Do your best to make sure you aren't contributing to it.
Funny how I keep forgetting you’re insane.” - Colleen O’Brien
Identify yourself,” Colleen demanded. “I’ve got a bat and I will beat the living shit out of you if you so much as blink. I’ve got a black belt,” she lied frantically, “and…and…a gun. A big one.” - Colleen O’Brien
Food shouldn’t be that shade of green, lass.” – Faolán MacIntyre
His deep voice drifted to her through the crowd of women. “…my lady when she returns. Och, there ye are, Blossom,” Faolán grinned, standing up and taking her hand so she could ease back into the restaurant booth. “These lasses were just asking if I was a stripper. I told them I doona think so,” he said, his face clouded with uncertainty. “I’m not, am I?”The inquisitive lasses in question flushed scarlet and scattered to the four corners of the room at the murderous look on Colleen’s face. “No, you’re not, but I guess I can see how they’d think that,” she muttered darkly. “What you are is a freaking estrogen magnet.
Submitted for your approval--the curious case of Colleen O’Brien and thegorgeous time traveling Scot who landed in her living room.” – Rod Serling
Och, lass. Yer going to have to not do that.” Faolán exhaled. “Creeping up on a man is a dangerous thing, and I confess I’m jumpier than most. Yer feet are soft as a cat’s.”“I wasn’t creeping anywhere, I was going to make coffee and this is my house, I’ll creep anywhere I like,” Colleen muttered with a petulant scowl. “But I wasn’t creeping.
You turn the lights on and off here and if you can’t sleep and want something to read there are books in the living room…” her voice broke off. “Wait. Can you read?”His chin took a slight tilt upward. “Aye,” Faolán replied, his voice cool, “in English, Gaelic, Latin, or French. My Welsh is a bit rusty, and I doona remember any of the Greek I was taught except for words not fit for a lady’s ears. I can also count all the way up to…” He looked down and wiggled his large bare toes, “…twenty.” – Faolán MacIntyre
Refusing to lean back against him, Colleen sat ramrod straight until they reached the road. “I guess I should say thank you for saving my life,” she muttered then turned and slapped Faolán hard across the face. “And that’s for you having to save it in the first place. And I’m not your woman, you big, arrogant, lying, betraying…faery loving…” She searched for the perfect insult and couldn’t find one, “…Scot.” She gave a very unladylike snort. “Happy now? That fiery enough for you?
Seeing God is all about getting in touch with reality. If you want to photograph God, focus your lens on Hamakom, The Place, anyplace where you see divine light illuminating reality. Let your camera collect the light reflecting from the reality shaping your everyday life and you will find yourself photographing God in action." (From the Introduction to the book Photograph God)
If you would not spend time looking at it, do not ship it. One of the best quality assurance rules of thumb is to avoid publishing content that you would not consume. Simple, yet so hard to execute on. My audience deserves my very best. Repeat that to yourself every single day.
Design is your silent storyteller. The visual aesthetic you share with the world tells a story about the values you uphold. When your audience is not ready or willing to listen, a strong visual can capture even the most evasive of minds. Design is not ornamental or secondary: it can propel your stories far beyond the spaces you initially planned for.
I would love to tell you that being a content manager is easy. Straightforward. That you will be able to focus on what is most important and leave everything else aside. But a lot of it is learning to create something compelling in the middle of an absolute whirlwind. Learning to use a huge list of tools that need to be sharpened every day. It is about zooming out when you need big picture thinking, and zooming in when the details need to be ironed out. Managing content, business expectations, and human beings: all at once.
You can practice your grumpy face a million times, you can make a dog surf, you can explode in laughter like Chewbacca mom, and still not “go viral”. You can, however, secure incredibly valuable exposure by spending more time on distribution.
Some creators shy away from systems because they seem overpowering and rigid. However, in reality, strong systems are the only way in which you will ever have time and space for flexibility. This is true for content production, business, and many other areas of life.
I cannot stress this enough: content creators need to stop comparing their work with that of total strangers. Furthermore, we need to stop seeing ourselves as content consumers and realize that, as producers, we need time and distance from what is already out there in order to create truly innovative work. If you are always exposing your mind to others’ work, when will you gain the strength to create your own? Find a balance between inspiration and creation, and make sure that the first is indeed inspiring. What might start as a journey to gather ideas can quickly become a shortcut to discouragement. Know when to stop.
Content sparks our connections with others, our own selves, and the world. What we decide to share is a powerful expression of where we stand and where we want to go. An essential part of the human spirit, this constant information sharing is what ultimately builds the bridges between us. Every image, text, sound, or video that you have released into the world carries a part of you that others can relate to. If actions reveal our priorities, the content we share explains them.
Human beings are complex information consumers: they have active needs, passions, and preferences. They lead different lifestyles — some that you will never be able to empathize with unless you dive deep in qualitative and quantitative data. And that is precisely the point of persona research.
Think before you click. If people do not know you personally and if they cannot see you as you type, what you post online can be taken out of context if you are not careful in the way your message is delivered.
If you've spent any time trolling the blogosphere, you've probably noticed a peculiar literary trend: the pervasive habit of writers inexplicably placing exclamation points at the end of otherwise unremarkable sentences. Sort of like this! This is done to suggest an ironic detachment from the writing of an expository sentence! It's supposed to signify that the writer is self-aware! And this is idiotic. It's the saddest kind of failure. F. Scott Fitzgerald believed inserting exclamation points was the literary equivalent of an author laughing at his own jokes, but that's not the case in the modern age; now, the exclamation point signifies creative confusion. All it illustrates is that even the writer can't tell if what they're creating is supposed to be meaningful, frivolous, or cruel. It's an attempt to insert humor where none exists, on the off chance that a potential reader will only be pleased if they suspect they're being entertained. Of course, the reader isn't really sure, either. They just want to know when they're supposed to pretend to be amused. All those extraneous exclamation points are like little splatters of canned laughter: They represent the "form of funny," which is more easily understood (and more easily constructed) than authentic funniness.
She logged in and read a few of her old posts, smiling at the issues she had raged about and shaking her head at how some of the rants now seemed pretentious and judgmental. She had grown so much without even realizing she had. Mythili typed out the draft, spicing it up subtly and after a last read, she published it. Admiring the brand new post on her main page, she realized she missed writing. She had barely written anything since her last by-line. Typing this out, she felt like she was back with a long-lost friend who understood her. It was like snuggling up in a warm blanket when a thunderstorm raged outside.
And with a practice of writing comes a certain important integrity. A culture filled with bloggers thinks differently about politics or public affairs, if only because more have been forced through the discipline of showing in writing why A leads to B.
It made me sad when I caught myself pretending that everybody out there in cyberspace cared about what I thought, when really nobody gives a shit. And when I multiplied that sad feeling by all the millions of people in their lonely little rooms, furiously writing and posting to their lonely little pages that nobody has time to read because they’re all so busy writing and posting, it kind of broke my heart.