By listening, marketing will re-learn how to talk.
When all you've got is a hammer, bad service looks like a nail.
Looking back on the event, I find myself thinking there are three approaches to journalism represented here. One is the "cool" approach of traditional journalism, including network broadcasting in which NPR is no exception. One is the "hot" approach of talk radio, which has since expanded to TV spor
I sometimes need to write things which I cannot completely control but which therefore prove that what is in me is stronger than I am.
Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.
Friendship is not so simple. It is hard to get and takes a long time, but when one ha it one cannot get rid of it, one has to face it.
Real generosity toward the future lies in giving all to the present.
No one who lives in the sunlight of gratitude that things aren't worse makes a failure of his or her life.
It is better to burn than to disappear.
But do you know why we are always more just and generous toward the dead? The reason is simple. With them there is no obligation. They leave us free and we can take our time, fit the testimonial between a cocktail party and a nice little mistress, in our spare time, in short.
I hadn't understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long to live through, maybe, but so drawn out that they ended up flowing into one another. They lost their names. Only 'yesterday' and 'tomorrow' still had any meaning for me.
Life continues, and some mornings, weary of the noise, discouraged by the prospect of the interminable work to keep after, sickened also by the madness of the world that leaps at you from the newspaper, finally convinced that I will not be equal to it and that I will disappoint everyone all I want t
By giving too much importance to fine actions one may end by paying an indirect but powerful tribute to evil, because in so doing one implies that such fine actions are only valuable because they are rare, and that malice or indifference are far more common motives in the actions of men.
What must be remembered in any case is that secret complicity that joins the logical and the everyday to the tragic.
When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.
But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.
The myth of unlimited production brings war in its train as inevitably as clouds announce a storm.
The evil that is in the world almost always comes of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence if they lack understanding.
Outside of that single fatality of death, everything, joy or happiness, is liberty.
Great novelists are philosopher-novelists who write in images instead of arguments.
Men are convinced of your arguments, your sincerity, and the seriousness of your efforts only by your death.
When the body is sad, the heart languishes.
Peace is the only battle worth waging.