#isa

I never worried about money. I grew up in a middle-class family, so I never thought I would starve. And I learned at Atari that I could be an okay engineer, so I always knew I could get by. I was voluntarily poor when I was in college and India, and I lived a pretty simple life even when I was working. So I went from fairly poor, which was wonderful, because I didn’t have to worry about money, to being incredibly rich, when I also didn’t “have to worry about money. I watched people at Apple who made a lot of money and felt they had to live differently. Some of them bought a Rolls-Royce and various houses, each with a house manager and then someone to manage the house managers. Their wives got plastic surgery and turned into these bizarre people. This was not how I wanted to live. It’s crazy. I made a promise to myself that I’m not going to let this money ruin my life.” Excerpt From: Walter, Isaacson. “Steve Jobs.” Simon & Schuster, 2011-10-23T21:00:00+00:00. iBooks. ↗

— Walter Isaacson

#steve-jobs #walter-isaacson #family

…it is so much better to work for others than for one's self alone. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#louisa-may-alcott #louisa-may-alcott

It's time, my children When the waves rise high When the waters run deep When the clock strikes midnight You'll feel the mark of Zero Hour And you'll never be the same again ↗

— Lisa Mangum

#music #the-hourglass-door #zero-hour #music

Music is a wind that blows away the years, memories, and fear, that crouching animal I carry inside me. ↗

— Isabel Allende

#island-beneath-the-sea #music #zarité #music

Learning to read music in Braille & play by ear helped me develop a [very] good memory. ↗

— Ray Charles

#music #music

It’s genius simmering, perhaps. I’ll let it simmer, and see what comes of it,” he said, with a secret suspicion all the while that it wasn’t genius, but something far more common. Whatever it was, it simmered to some purpose, for he grew more and more discontented with his desultory life, began to long for some real and earnest work to go at, soul and body, and finally came to the wise conclusion that everyone who loved music was not a composer. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#little #louisa #may #women #life

Engel nennens Freude, Teufel nennens Pein, Menschen meinen, Es muss Liebe sein. ↗

— Michael Kunze

#musical #prolog #music

Stop it." Isabelle tapped a booted foot in the shallow water at the lake's edge. "Both of you. In fact, all three of you. If we don't stick together in the Seelie Court, we're dead." "But I haven't-," Clary started. "Maybe you haven't, but the way you let those two act..." Isabelle indicated the boys with a disdainful wave of her hand. "I can't tell them what to do!" "Why not?" the other girl demanded. "Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority, I just don't know what I'll do with you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#faerie-queen #feminine #isabelle-lightwood #nature

Finally, a bit of luck. Rat bastard,” I hissed down at Montmartre. “Mangy dog of a scurvy goat.” “That doesn’t even make sense,” Isabeau murmured. “Feels good though. Try it.” She narrowed her eyes at the top of Montmartre’s perfectly groomed hair. “Balding donkey’s ass. “ “Nice.” “Sniveling flea-bitten rabid monkey droppings.” “Clearly, you’re a natural. ↗

— Alyxandra Harvey

#logan #swearing #nature

You ever get the feeling the world's filling up with bastards? I do. What I want to know is what happens when all the bastards run out of people to crap on? What happens when all that's left in the world is bastards? . . . The golden rule. Screw unto others before they screw unto you. ↗

— William Hoffman

#human-nature #misanthropy #nature