These terrible sociologists, who are the astrologers and alchemists of our twentieth century.
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These terrible sociologists, who are the astrologers and alchemists of our twentieth century.
Joy has no cost.
I've seen people who discovered a great meaning in their jobs and they became so absorbed in that that they didn't have time to become self-centered. They loved their job. And the great prayer that anyone could pray at that point is: "Oh God, help me to love my job as this individual loves his or hers. Oh God, help me to give my self to my work and to my job and to my allegiance as this individual does." And this is the way out. And I think this is what Ralph Waldo Emerson meant when he said: "Oh, see how the masses of men worry themselves into nameless graves, while here and there, some great unselfish soul forgets himself into immortality." And this becomes a point of balance when you can forget yourself into immortality. You're not so absorbed in self, but you are absorbed in something beyond self.
Unless your work gives you trouble, it is no good.
The miracle is not that we do this work, but that we are happy to do it.
Isolation in creative work is an onerous thing. Better to have negative criticism than nothing at all.
Because I cannot work except in solitude, it is necessary that I live my work and that is impossible except in solitude.
The idea that to make a man work you've got to hold gold in front of his eyes is a growth, not an axiom. We've done that for so long that we've forgotten there's any other way.
It is your work in life that is the ultimate seduction.
You reach a point where you don't work for money.