Quotes About Deadline

Goals Must Have a Time Limit Goals without a time limit are unable to be broken down into micro goals to measure your progress, to observe your traction. You might say, "I want to write a book." Great, when? In twenty years? In twenty months? If you don't put a deadline on the goal it will never happen and you will get to eat the bitter fruit of regret.

That's exactly two weeks—starting the second you step through the Trans. If you don't make it, eventually you'll end up dead." The room should've

Well, anyway, that's it, we just ran out of time cause I have to be done at 5.40 right now, and it is exactly 5.40.

If you're still stuck, re-watch Misery and imagine that your number one fan insists that you finish by the end of the month.

Roosevelt seemed to feel," Harrison remarked, "that everything ought to be done before sundown.

Will you stop counting!' snarled Zaphod. 'Yes,' said Ford Prefect, 'in three minutes and thirty-five seconds.

Ford slapped a five-pound note on the bar. He said, "Keep the change." "What, from a fiver? Thank you, sir." "You've got ten minutes left to spend it.

the editors, having to meet a publishing deadline, copied the information off the back of a packet of breakfast cereal, hastily embroidering it with a few footnotes in order to avoid prosecution under the incomprehensibly tortuous Galactic Copyright laws. It is interesting to note that a later and wilier editor sent the book backward in time through a temporal warp, and then successfully sued the breakfast cereal company for infringement of the same laws.

Sort of like the pilot saying, "We're gonna make Chicago on time, but only if we jettison all our baggage!" I've seen product managers sacrifice not only design, but testing, function, features, integration, documentation, and reality. Most product managers that I have worked with would rather ship a failure on time than risk going late.

There is a lot of obsessive behavior in Silicon Valley about time to market. It is frequently asserted that shipping a product right now is far better than shipping it later.

Yeah, I think everybody goes through periods, especially in college, where the homework is really piling up and then you have several more weeks of school left and you think that you'll never be able to get through all the homework problems that you have to do or read all the books or write all the papers that you have to write.

We all need a big cushiony telly show to fall back on. Like the pair of slippers after you unexpectedly went Christmas shopping in your work shoes. Like the cup of tea when your deadlines are making you cry. Like the hug off someone who matters when it's cold and you wanted to look nice, not warm.

I gave myself a year to be a supermodel. And I said, 'If it doesn't happen, I'm going back to school.'

Even amidst the worst panic, there are still scattered moments like this, when time flows leisurely by. Even when trying to finish a story by an impending deadline, Asakawa would sometimes find himself aimlessly watching coffee drop from the spout of the coffee maker, and later he'd reflect on how elegantly he'd wasted precious time.

We are going as fast as we can as soon as we can. We're in a race against time, until we run out of money.

What is not started today is never finished tomorrow.

Composers today get a TV script on Friday and have to record on Tuesday. It's just dreadful to impose on gifted talent and expect decent music under these conditions.

Understand one thing very clearly. Because all this: your time, this world, your life in it and all of those opportunities, they have a deadline.

Most journalists are impatient to get their legwork done and to start the actual writing

Anybody who writes knows the horrible, wonderful, beautiful foulness that comes every week. A lot of moaning, screaming agony - "Oh my god, the deadline's coming."

I'm one of those people who is actually inspired by a deadline. I might not sleep for many days on end, it may not be good for my health, but it definitely helps.

I have a deadline. I'm glad. I think that will help me get it done.

Sometimes, if I had until the next day to turn the story in, I'd head home, finding that the knot in the narrative came loose with the rhythmic clacking of the subway train.

My doctor gave me two weeks to live. I hope they're in August.