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The Artist Must Be Like That Marine. He Has To Know How To Be Miserable. He Has To Love Being Miserable. He Has To Take Pride In Being More Miserable Than Any Soldier Or Swabbie Or Jet Jockey. Because This Is War, Baby. And War Is Hell.

There Is An Enemy. There Is An Intelligent, Active, Malign Force Working Against Us. Step One Is To Recognize This. This Recognition Alone Is Enormously Powerful. It Saved My Life, And It Will Save Yours.

We Come Into This World With A Specific, Personal Destiny. We Have A Job To Do, A Calling To Enact, A Self To Become. We Are Who We Are From The Cradle, And We're Stuck With It.

The Professional Is Acutely Aware Of The Intangibles That Go Into Inspiration. Out Of Respect For Them, She Lets Them Work. She Grants Them Their Sphere While She Concentrates On Hers.

Resistance Is Directly Proportional To Love. If You’re Feeling Massive Resistance, The Good News Is, It Means There’s Tremendous Love There Too. If You Didn’t Love The Project That Is Terrifying You, You Wouldn’t Feel Anything. The Opposite Of Love Isn’t Hate; It’s Indifference.