The most important lesson in the writing trade is that any manuscript is improved if you cut away the fat.
Robert A. HeinleinRead
A committee is the only known form of life with a hundred bellies and no brain.
Interpretation
This quote humorously critiques committees as ineffective and lacking intelligence despite having many members.
Robert A. Heinlein's quote satirically depicts committees as organizations that, despite their large numbers and collective resources ('a hundred bellies'), fail to demonstrate coherent thought or effective decision-making ('no brain'). This illustrates the common frustration with bureaucratic systems where collaboration does not equate to efficiency or wisdom.
In practice
A lighthearted comment during a team meeting about decision-making processes.
The most important lesson in the writing trade is that any manuscript is improved if you cut away the fat.
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