We kill, kill, kill. Flesh, spirit, whatever gets in our way. It's like our whole purpose is to extinguish life. And for those who live, there's memory, like a curse. We're such a mixture of frailty and cruelty.

Because frying bacon is how we stoic Irishmen say I love you.

In his pursuit of the dream, he was being constantly subjected to tests of his persistence and courage. So he could not be hasty, nor impatient. If he pushed forward impulsively, he would fail to see the signs and omens left by God along his path.

The seller takes cues from the buyer in such a way that the product becomes a consequence of the marketing effort, not vice versa.

Written By Harvard Business School Press

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