Let me say this up front: I’m losing them; the art stuffs, the writing stuffs, and this blogging stuffs. It’s like I woke up one day from a bad dream and realized you no longer have the will to do things that gave my life some meaning. I don’t know if this a temporary darkness or if this is for good. But this is certainly a bad thing, very Bad.
And it goes like this:
“There just happen to be people like that. They’re blessed with this marvelous talent, but they can’t make the effort to systematize it…At first you think they’re amazing. But that’s as far as it goes. They can’t take it any further. And why not? Because they won’t put in the effort. They haven’t had the discipline pounded into them. They’ve been spoiled. They have just enough talent so they’ve been able to play things well without any effort and they’ve had people telling them how great they are from an early age, so hard work looks stupid to them…They never find out what it means to be hammered by the teacher; they lose out on a crucial element required for character building. It’s a tragedy.”
― Reiko, (from the novel Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami)
Thank you Addie for the quote.