Mark Goulston Quotes

But I'm thinking about 12 things at once, a hundred thousand times a day. Most people do, I would imagine.

I am busier than a whore working two beds.

People are trying to grab every part of you, so it's really hard to focus.

I always feel like I'm so busy.

No doubt, some people are quantitatively less busy than others and some much more so, but that doesn't change the shared experience: most everyone I know feels frazzled and overwhelmed most of the time.

I tend to take on a lot of things. And then they all just seem to happen at once. Or maybe I'm not good at saying 'No'. But the juggling's fun.

I'm calling from my car, I'm sorry, I'm like running around like crazy.

I'm drowning in papers.

You ever get that feeling that you just have too many hits?

I can tell you from experience that when you get that pent-up and crazed, it can be distracting.

Anything is tough when you have a lot of things coming your way.

Sometimes my life is moving so fast that I forget what's going on. I'm just going with the pace or going with the flow. Like, I don't really stop and try to pay attention to things for too long.

I don't go to Cheltenham. Too busy. It does my head in.

Juggling too many things can disturb the balance and throw your personal or professional life off track.

I literally get one hundred calls a day. I can't get anything done, but I'm happy about it.

We are so busy that the truth about our lives can't catch up.

if you were really busy, you could almost forget about it, but when you stopped moving, it was murder

I'm not a very organized person for being uber work-obsessed. I struggle to keep it all organized because everything can become important and, when you have so many spinning plates, they sometimes can cancel each other out because you lose track of everything.

He had more on his mind than his mind could hold.

I have done so many things and the pressure is so great. I am sure I have been a good deal dehumanized.

The military can’t walk and chew gum at the same time.

Juggling is the word. I'm a bad juggler, and there are often balls dropped. There is no balance. The idea of work/life balance is a myth. There's teetering from one end and running to the other and hoping not to fall off.

I think the stress will kill me. I think it will be the stress.

Everyone knows people like that: You're looking at their milky, glazed-over eyes, and you know they're not listening.

I can tell you with authority that when I'm exhausted, when I'm running on empty, I'm the worst version of myself.