This was all horribly wrong. This was red wine with fish. This was a man wearing a dinner jacket and brown shoes. This was as wrong as things get.

This was the tricky bit. The really tricky bit, trickiness cubed.

A reader knows the mind of sacred souls.

Remarkable, really, the lengths to which humans will go to fit things into their version of reality.

You're a miracle, Walker. Your fingers are. Your toes are. Your crushing sadness and guilt are.

Resolve to be among the top 20% of salespeople who make 80% of the sales.

Forget about the profession of being a photographer. First be a photographer and maybe the profession will come after.

Be careful what you swallow. Chew!

Yes, I know liberals are more empirical because Jonathan Chait says they are, but my empirical studies of liberal empiricism keep spitting out contradictory findings.

If we know what that set point is, we can predict fairly accurately when you will be in flow, and it will be when your challenges are higher than average and skills are higher than average.

In a world where we can all be our own filmmakers, the old elites are disappearing and there is no desire to look at somebody else's dream anymore because you can go off and make your own.