Showing posts with label business. Show all posts
Showing posts with label business. Show all posts

Sunday, June 26, 2022

Post #3130

Whatsoever is somewhere gotten is somewhere lost.
—Francis Bacon

Friday, November 29, 2019

Post #2970

It very seldom happens to a man that his business is his pleasure.
—Samuel Johnson

Thursday, November 28, 2019

Post #2969

Let every one engage in the business with which he is best acquainted.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Post #2144

Despatch is the soul of business; and nothing contributes more to despatch than method. Lay down a method for everything, and stick to it inviolably, as far as unexpected incidents may allow.
—Lord Chesterfield

Monday, July 11, 2016

Post #2116

I'll give money to any well deserving friend, but in the matter of business, I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Post #1753

Affairs succeed by patience, and he that is hasty falleth headlong.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Post #1431

In business, three things are necessary —knowledge, temper, and time.
—Owen Felltham

Friday, October 04, 2013

Post #1363

The old proverb about having too many irons in the fire is an abominable old lie. Have all in, shovel, tongs, and poker.
—Adam Clarke

Thursday, June 06, 2013

Post #1270

The growth of a large business is merely a survival of the fittest...The American beauty rose can be produced in the splendour and fragrance which bring cheer to its beholder only by sacrificing the early buds which grow up around it.
—John D. Rockefeller

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Post #869

The first thing you decide before you walk into any negotiation is what to do if the other fellow says "no".
—Ernest Bevin

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Post #579

Keep thy shop and thy shop will keep thee.
—Benjamin Franklin

Monday, August 23, 2010

Post #325

What do you do when your competitor is drowning?  Get a live hose and stick it in his mouth.
—Ray Kroc

The Penalty of Leadership

In every field of human endeavor, he that is first must perpetually live in the white light of publicity. Whether the leadership be vested in a man or in a manufactured product, emulation and envy are ever at work. In art, in literature, in music, in industry, the reward and the punishment are always the same. The reward is widespread recognition; the punishment, fierce denial and detraction. When a man’s work becomes a standard for the whole world, it also becomes a target for the shafts of the envious few. If his work be mediocre, he will be left severely alone – if he achieve a masterpiece, it will set a million tongues a -wagging. Jealousy does not protrude its forked tongue at the artist who produces a commonplace painting. Whatsoever you write, or paint, or play, or sing, or build, no one will strive to surpass or to slander you unless your work be stamped with the seal of genius. Long, long after a great work or a good work has been done, those who are disappointed or envious, continue to cry out that it cannot be done. Spiteful little voices in the domain of art were raised against our own Whistler as a mountebank, long after the big world had acclaimed him its greatest artistic genius. Multitudes flocked to Bayreuth to worship at the musical shrine of Wagner, while the little group of those whom he had dethroned and displaced argued angrily that he was no musician at all. The little world continued to protest that Fulton could never build a steamboat, while the big world flocked to the river banks to see his boat steam by. The leader is assailed because he is a leader, and the effort to equal him is merely added proof of that leadership. Failing to equal or to excel, the follower seeks to depreciate and to destroy – but only confirms once more the superiority of that which he strives to supplant. There is nothing new in this. It is as old as the world and as old as human passions – envy, fear, greed, ambition, and the desire to surpass. And it all avails nothing. If the leader truly leads, he remains – the leader. Master-poet, master-painter, master-workman, each in his turn is assailed, and each holds his laurels through the ages. That which is good or great makes itself known, no matter how loud the clamor of denial. That which deserves to live — lives.
written by Theodore F. MacManus

A deadly viper once bit a hole snipe's hide; But 'twas the viper, not the snipe, that died.

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