I believe that little red airplane said something to me as it swished by.

I believe that little red airplane said something to me as it swished by.

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“My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch.”

Jack Nicholson

Take heed: you do not find what you do not seek

Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live

The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power.

Success is not about following the crowd; it's about carving your own path and staying true to your vision.

The industrial landscape is already littered with remains of once successful companies that could not adapt their strategic vision to altered conditions of competition.

Abernathy

“My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch.”

Jack Nicholson

Take heed: you do not find what you do not seek

Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live

The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power.

Success is not about following the crowd; it's about carving your own path and staying true to your vision.

The industrial landscape is already littered with remains of once successful companies that could not adapt their strategic vision to altered conditions of competition.

Abernathy