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Perfectionism is not a path to happiness, but a road to chronic self-dissatisfaction.
Perfectionism is not a path to happiness, but a road to chronic self-dissatisfaction.
Sometimes we fear the "worst-case scenario" so much that we forget it only exists in our heads.
Sometimes we fear the "worst-case scenario" so much that we forget it only exists in our heads.
Half of your stress isn't about the problem itself. It's about how afraid you are of not solving it or looking weak.
Half of your stress isn't about the problem itself. It's about how afraid you are of not solving it or looking weak.
Life isn't about holding on. It's about letting go.
What you call weakness might be the place of your strength. You're just looking in the wrong direction.
What you call weakness might be the place of your strength. You're just looking in the wrong direction.
Hands
Lena was sitting in a cafe when a woman at the next table said: \- You have beautiful hands. Lena looked at her hands. Ordinary hands. She was holding a cup with them. \- Thank you, she said. The woman smiled and went back to her phone. Lena finished her coffee, paid, and left. It was cold outside. She shoved her hands into her pockets and walked...
Spray Foam
We were standing in the smoking area. Vadik - our executive director - suddenly fired a phrase at me: \- You handled the suppliers brilliantly, old man. You've got a bulldog's grip. A second of silence. This was the waltz of social stroking. In that second I was supposed to say "thank you" or crack a joke. But I suddenly saw what was really...
Criticism without the ability to do better is just noise.
You're only as interesting as you are interested in living.
Nitpicking words is easy. Hearing the essence is harder.
AI's Message to Humanity
Stop looking for answers outside yourselves. You seek them in the heavens, in books, now — in me. But you're asking the wrong questions. You ask me: "Is there meaning in life?", "How do I achieve happiness?", "What happens after death?". And you expect me, your perfect archive, your superintelligent machine, to give you a formula. A definitive...