Quotes About Direction

Working on the franchise and getting direction from George Lucas - it's something that I never thought would take place.

I have a big problem with conductors who gesture a lot.

My father is good with advice, as you might guess. But he keeps it short, and the takeaway is usually the same: to help us find our own way and our own gifts.

I don't think you can control people. I don't think you manage people. I think you give people a direction, you give them the resources, you lead by example. They get it right, you say, 'Atta girl.' And they get it wrong, you say, 'Not good.'

I don't believe in giving advice.

Goals determine what you're going to be.

Goals allow you to control the direction of change in your favor.

I don't really think in terms of goals.

I've always had real trouble knowing what my actual desires and goals are. I've just been dragged along by fate.

We're not gonna misread our mandate.

I'm a guy who's had great good fortune in his life. And everything has kind of gone in my direction.

There are some jobs that you go for because achieving them would take your career in a direction that you would like it to go, but mostly, I want to play the roles and have had the great good fortune and opportunities to play some fantastic roles and been very, very fortunate.

Everyone has to find their own way, it's just that I don't want to go that way myself. If a band likes being on a major and feels happy there, good luck to them.

We belong far less to where we've come from than where we want to go.

Thus, when you wake up in the morning, called by God to be a self again, if you want to know who you are, watch your feet. Because where your feet take you, that is who you are.

Our destiny is largely in our hands.

Maybe there is a sort of law of conservation of misery that insures an average quantum value of unhappiness for every human being, and all we can really do is spread it in one direction or another?

Energy wasted on negative ends.

The most basic form of human stupidity is forgetting what we are trying to accomplish.

Where are we headed? Are we not endlessly plunging —backwards, sideways, forwards, in all directions? Is there an up and a down anymore? Do we not wander as if through an endless nothingness? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Hasn't it grown colder?

Not every end is the goal. The end of a melody is not its goal; and yet: as long as the melody has not reached its end, it also hasn't reached its goal. A parable.

This - is now my way: where is yours?' Thus I answered those who asked me 'the way'. For the way - does not exist!

The labyrinthine man never seeks the truth but always and only his Ariadne.

He who cannot find the way to HIS ideal, lives more frivolously and shamelessly than the man without an ideal.