Sunday, May 06, 2012

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"When Louis Borgenicht came home after seeing that child's apron, he danced a jig. He hadn't sold anything yet. He was still penniless and desperate, and he knew he that to make something of his idea was going to require years of backbreaking labor. But he was ecstatic, because the prospect of those endless years of hard labor did not seem like a burden to him. Bill Gates had that same feeling when he first sat down at the keyboard at Lakeside. And the Beatles didn't recoil in horror when they were told they had to play eight hours a night, seven days a week. They jumped at the chance. Hard work is a prison sentence only if it does not have any meaning. Once it does, it becomes the kind of thing that makes you grab your wife around the waist and dance a jig." - Outliers, Malcom Gladwell

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