I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.
Bette DavisRead
If everybody likes you, you're pretty dull.
Interpretation
Being liked by everyone often indicates a lack of distinctiveness or excitement in one's personality.
Bette Davis suggests that if you strive for universal approval, you might compromise your individuality and authenticity. True uniqueness and depth can sometimes lead to mixed opinions, but itβs preferable to be interesting and true to oneself than to be bland and agreeable to all.
In practice
In a motivational speech about being true to oneself.
I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.
I have been uncompromising, peppery, intractable, monomaniacal, tactless, volatile, and oftentimes disagreeable... I suppose I'm larger than life.
Acting should be bigger than life. Scripts should be bigger than life. It should all be bigger than life.
Today everyone is a star - they're all billed as 'starring' or 'also starring'. In my day, we earned that recognition.
Once the love bug wears off, as it inevitably does, you are shocked to discover that you really didn't know the object of your affections at all. We know this to be so, even as we repeat the same mistake over and over and over.
You will never be happier than you expect. To change your happiness, change your expectation.
We are more unhappy to see people ahead of us than happy to see people behind us.
Awareness of the inner body is consciousness remembering its origin and returning to the Source.
Every cradle asks us, Whence? and every coffin, Whither? The poor barbarian, weeping above his dead, can answer these questions as intelligently as the robed priest of the most authentic creed.
We need to incorporate that age-old concept of redemption into the work that we do in the criminal justice system in California.
Many of us saw religion as harmless nonsense. Beliefs might lack all supporting evidence but, we thought, if people needed a crutch for consolation, where's the harm? September 11th changed all that.
The proper ending for any story about people it seems to me, since life is now a polymer in which the Earth is wrapped so tightly, should be the same abbreviation, which I now write large because I feel like it, which is this one: ETC.
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