The Founders The Story of Paypal and the Entrepreneurs Who Shaped Silicon Valley

David senra from founders recently tagged me in something where it was there's two kinds of people on the internet um one that doesn't understand the scale of the internet and the other the other people that know they don't understand the scale of the internet and he then quoted me and I was like I didn't realize I said that but I go that's good so there's no way back and found it I did say right so there's two ways that this happens as well the first one is you get quoted by someone saying a thing that you forgot that you'd said that's level one level infinity is you get quoted by people who attribute quotes to you that you never said because it seems like it fits.

When vexed, he would hide in a dark corner under the staircase, not speaking for hours.

He sometimes fled to the family's summer home with a book, pouring over it by the hour together, resenting imperiously any attempted intrusion.

He was prone to strange fits of moodiness, some vague uneasiness of spirit whose source he was never able to properly communicate, unaware himself of whether it was melancholy or horror that seized him.

Occasionally, the young Rhodes rocked himself to and fro and kept up a low crooning which was almost a moan, a crooning that never shaped itself into articulate words.

At such times, Miss Rhodes would go to her special son and, with her arms about him, she would beg him to explain the reason of his disquiet. But he never told her, locking himself then as later in a private, possibly solipsistic world.

Miss Rhodes was unusually skilled in establishing supportive relations. Well-liked by contemporaries and servants, she provided an ample measure of love for her children, especially Cecil. It was that special love which was the foundation of his invincible self-confidence, an affirmative sense of self, which was both a spur to accomplishment and a resilient buffer against the ravages of failure.

My father frequently and I am now sure wisely demolished many of my dreams is fantastical. But when I had rebuilt them on more practical lines, he was ready to listen again. He never failed to put his finger on the weak spots, and his criticism soon taught me to consider a question from every possible point of view.

roads may have continued dreaming of a university education and of life as a professional, probably a barrister. But these would have been dreams with utilitarian motives. For the moment, he was content to have land of your own horses of your own and shooting when you like and a lot of black inwards to do what you like with apart from the fact of making money.