Unfortunately, I am very aware of editing and I look at the monitor too much. Sometimes the monitor can become your worst enemy because you can, consciously or unconsciously, start editing yourself.
When mundane, lowly activities are at stake, too much insight is detrimental — far-sightedness errs in immediate concerns.
Everything I ever worried about turned out exactly as it was going to, despite my anxious moments to the contrary.
Worrying is like paying a debt you don't owe.
If you spend too much time thinking about a thing, you'll never get it done.
I've had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened.
We suffer more in imagination than in reality.
Most of the things I worried about in life never happened.
I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.
Indecision is the seedling of fear.
I have spent most of my life worrying about things that have never happened.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
The obvious choice isn't always the best choice, but sometimes, by golly, it is. I don't stop looking as soon I find an obvious answer, but if I go on looking, and the obvious-seeming answer still seems obvious, I don't feel guilty about keeping it.
To be too conscious is an illness. A real thorough going illness.
I try to prepare for everything beyond the extent of preparation.
Don't worry about things that haven't happened yet.
I spend a substantial amount of my time endeavoring to fend off questions, and worry terribly that I might end up being too clear.
Some of the worst things in my life never even happened.
Anything will worry me. I may not get a check for the light bill off in time and I just get to worrying. I'm a worrywart.
We think too much and feel too little.
Not to be able to stop thinking is a dreadful affliction, but we don't realize this because almost everyone is suffering from it, so it is considered normal. This incessant mental noise prevents you from finding that realm of inner stillness that is inseparable from Being.
The desire to explain what is simple by what is complex, what is easy by what is difficult, is a calamity.
Deliberation, n.: The act of examining one's bread to determine which side it is buttered on.
If you don't feel right, you're going to try to tweak every pitch, every little thing, things that probably don't even need tweaking.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.
