My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.
The problem, often not discovered until late in life, is that when you look for things in life like love, meaning, motivation, it implies they are sitting behind a tree or under a rock. The most successful people in life recognize, that in life they create their own love, they manufacture their own meaning, they generate their own motivation.
For me, I am driven by two main philosophies, know more today about the world than I knew yesterday. And lessen the suffering of others. You’d be surprised how far that gets you.
Open your ears, open your hearts. Don’t take yourselves too seriously and take yourself as seriously as death itself. Don’t worry. Worry your ass off. Have iron clad confidence. But doubt! It keeps you awake and alert. Believe you are the baddest ass in town and you suck. It keeps you honest. Be able to keep two completely contradictory ideas alive and well in your heart and head at all times. If it does not drive you crazy it will make you strong. Stay hard, stay hungry and stay alive.
Read books. Care about things. Get excited. Try not to be too down on youself. Enjoy the ever present game of knowing.
Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness.
Never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It’s probably worth it.
I am what many would call, often as accusation, a non-believer. It’s a charge I consider unfair, because all of us, no matter the connection we feel or don’t, when sitting under the stars, or feeling the world closing in, doing what comes naturally or rearranging the furniture, all of us believe in something. I believe in many things. I believe in first impressions, and second chances… I believe in telling the truth to the people you love at every possible turn. And lying, just a little, at what seems the appropriate time. I believe in finding people you’d run through a brick wall for, and making sure they know it, if not in so many words. But mostly, I believe in justice… sweet, street and otherwise. Justice. That’s my church.
I’m in the business of loving the hell out of people.
You know what my philosophy of life is? That it’s important to have some laughs, but you got to suffer a little too, because otherwise you miss the whole point to life.
One regret dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am lying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.
In the end these things matter most:
How well did you love?
How fully did you live?
How deeply did you let go?
Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly.
Stay hungry, stay foolish.
There are things you do because they feel right & they may make no sense & they may make no money & it may be the real reason we are here: to love each other & to eat each other’s cooking & say it was good.
I promise I shall never give up, and that I’ll die yelling and laughing.