Not only am I constantly seeking better performance but also to be a better person, to be respected.
What is this enigmatic impulse that does not allow one to settle down in the achieved, the finished?
I'm always going to be looking for something artistically or whatever. I think that's part of being driven, but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm unhappy.
As soon as it sounds fine, I'm on to the next thing, man.
Passion and true passion is actually very unpredictable. It heads in unexpected directions because it's constantly seeking out new challenges. But what's really interesting is that passion ultimately is necessary for sustained extreme performance improvement.
I was comfortable in all, I admit, but at the same time, nothing satisfied me. Each joy made me seek another.
The wise man is satisfied with nothing.
What we are only now beginning to fully realize is that in seeking material pleasure too constantly, the capacity for enjoyment or fulfillment decreases and eventually becomes exhausted.
Seeking is endless. It never comes to a state of rest; it never ceases.
I think I was just constantly seeking mental stimulation from anything I could get.
Death is not the end; it is but one more step in a great forward march made possible by the redemption wrought by the Savior. This is the spirit of true science - constant and eternal seeking.
I still feel that I can get better somehow. And I search for it all of the time.
