“Don’t bunt. Aim out of the ballpark. Aim for the company of immortals.” ― David Ogilvy
Your brain is designed to keep you safe. To help you survive. If you survived, if you ate, if you have a place to sleep, if you feel safe, then your brain will trick you into thinking that’s all you can achieve.
You’ll be able to rationalize why you don’t have the kind of life you want, or why you are not who you want to be.
But there’s a big difference between living and surviving.
The truth is that it does not matter. Any of it.
You’ll either wear out or rust out. The choice is yours. It always was.
The worst that could happen is death, and we all die, and so…
I’d say it’s best to go out fighting.
To not go gentle into that good night.
Why lead a quiet and empty life?
Why survive and call it life?
You only have this one chance to do all that you’ll ever do.
Aim for the company of immortals.
Fight for your dreams.
Fight, fight, fight.
We waste years and years, wishing, dreaming, hoping, becoming envious, bitter, remorseful. We waste years, and on our deathbeds, we end up begging for moments.
Do not go gentle into that good night.