Many a one commits a reprehensible action, who is at bottom an honourable man, because man seldom acts upon natural impulse, but from some secret passion of the moment which lies hidden and concealed within the narrowest folds of his heart.
Sometimes what my analytical mind says to me is not what I'll do.
To act is easy; to think is hard.
I teach a course called 'Committed Impulse,' and part of the work I do is to get people outside of their heads.
There was no time to think, I just hit it
That's the way I like it because there's no time to have nerves about it. You just run out and do it.
Never resist a generous impulse.
I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself.
I wondered how many times in my life I had done something just because I wanted to without weighing the consequences.
I am not a five-year-plan type. I tend to put one foot in front of the other and to allow things to unfold.
Inasmuch as ill-deeds spring up as a spontaneous crop, they are easy to learn.
That's what improvising is like for me. There's no tollbooth between my impulse and my action.
When your watch gets out of order you have choice of two things to do: throw it in the fire or take it to the watch-tinker. The former is the quickest.
When you score, you don't think about what you will do.
Never underestimate the desire to bolt.
He who acts under an emotional impulse also acts. What distinguishes an emotional action from other actions is the valuation of input and output. Emotions disarrange valuations. Inflamed with passion, man sees the goal as more desirable and the price he has to pay for it as less burdensome than he would in cool deliberation.
What about writing it first and rationalizing it afterwards?
