It's an old-fashioned, very outdated, non-functioning idea that we can drain all the resources from directly around us and skyrocket to the top of a skyscraper, and that's success. We have to understand that when one has to leech from others to that degree, then that's something we need to watch and stop.
With fame, you can't trust everybody. You can't depend on them being there for you as a person. They will only be there because of what you've got you as a person. They will only be there because of what you've got and what you can bring to their life. It's not a relationship-it's a leech.
Honestly, as hard a profession as acting is, I think music is even harder. Acting, you're like a leech, because someone else does the hard part for you. They write it for you, then the director tells you what to do. You really just need to know how to pay attention, follow instructions.
He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister!" She briefly covered her mouth. "He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private." Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. "As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.
I got scouted for modeling on the street. I'm such a tomboy - still am. I just never thought about modeling before, but I thought, 'Ooh, interesting, similar world, perhaps it's a way into something.' Then, I was on my third photo shoot ever, and Adam Leech from 'Downtown Abbey' saw me reading poetry and asked me to recite some.
When you seek friendships with those who are successful, there is no guarantee they will want success for you too. You might have to work to overcome being perceived as a relational leech. On the other hand, when you seek success for those who are already friends, you can just about guarantee that these same people will want success for you.
Regin the Radiant and Emmaline Troy: 'Alrighty then, have it your way- you're on your own... Now, if you come across a leech, no offense, remember your training.' 'None taken. And would that be the sword training where you fly past my defenses and swat me on the ass, chirping, 'Dead!'? Another swat. 'Dead!'? Yeah, I'll get right on that.' 'No, that would be the training where you sprint like hell whenever you hear that I'm looking for you to train.
There are no green thumbs or black thumbs. There are only gardeners and non-gardeners. Gardeners are the ones who ruin after ruin get on with the high defiance of nature herself, creating, in the very face of her chaos and tornado, the bower of roses and the pride of irises. It sounds very well to garden a 'natural way'. You may see the natural way in any desert, any swamp, any leech-filled laurel hell. Defiance, on the other hand, is what makes gardeners.
Boredom presents a very real, if insidious peril. To quote Blaine Harden from the Washington post:'Boredom kills, and those it does not kill, it cripples, and those it does not cripple, it bleeds like a leech, leaving its victims pale, insipid, and brooding. Examples abound... Rats kept in comfortable isolation quickly become jumpy, irritable, and aggressive. Their bodies twitch, their tails grow scaly." The backcountry traveler, then, in addition to developing such skills as the use of a map and compass, or the prevention and treatment of blisters, must prepare mentally and materially to cope with boredom, lest his tail grow scaly.
IT'S BACK TO THE FUTURE FROM THE TOP OF THE TOTEM THROUGH THESE TWO COPPER WIRES // A LINE AND A MODEM FROM THE DAYS WHEN USENET USED TO HAVE A GRAMMAR CODE BEFORE THE MIRROR IN YOUR BATHROOM EVER MET YOUR CAMERA PHONE THE BBS MOTHERSHIP: SAILED FOR THE PIRACY PEOPLE ON THE WEB WERE CONCERNED WITH THEIR PRIVACY NET NEUTRALITY IS KILLING ME WHAT DID TELECOMS DO WITH MONEY FROM ME AND YOU? FROM THE OLD SCHOOL WHERE WE SERVE AND WE LEECH GIVE ME FREE AS IN BEER, GIVE US FREE AS IN SPEECH REVERSE ENGINEERING TO STABILIZE THE PROTOCOL UP ON IRC WATCHING STOLEN CARDS OVERDRAW WE WERE CODERS, CARDERS, AND GAMERS NOW WE'RE NERDCORE BANGERS, MYSPACE GANGSTERS WEB 2.0 DOESN'T EVEN STAND A CHANCE IF YOU DISS P2P JUST TO GO HAND-TO-HAND
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