The sky hides the night behind it, and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above.
“The sky hides the night behind it, and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above.”
— Paul Bowles · Beneath
The World Motivation
The sky hides the night behind it, and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above.
“The sky hides the night behind it, and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above.”
— Paul Bowles · Beneath
The sky hides the night behind it, and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above.
If people and their manner of living were alike everywhere, there would not be much point in moving from one place to another.
At some point in the night she had a dream. Or it was possible that she was partially awake, and was only remembering a dream? She was alone among the rocks on a dark coast beside the sea. The water surged upward and fell back languidly, and in the distance she heard surf breaking slowly on a sandy shore. It was comforting to be this close to the surface of the ocean and gaze at the intimate nocturnal details of its swelling and ebbing. And as she listened to the faraway breakers rolling up onto the beach, she became aware of another sound entwined with the intermittent crash of waves: a vast horizontal whisper across the bossom of the sea, carrying an ever-repeated phrase, regular as a lighthouse flashing: Dawn will be breaking soon. She listened a long time: again and again the scarcely audible words were whispered across the moving water. A great weight was being lifted slowly from her; little by little her happiness became more complete, and she awoke. Then she lay for a few minutes marveling the dream, and once again fell asleep.
I believe that if we want to change our industry we must look beyond what we see on our TV screens and fix the bigger problems lying beneath. When it comes to racial diversity that means looking at who commissions and makes the programmes.
During the Second World War, we lived in a flat on Whitechapel Road in the East End of London. At one point during the blitz, the air-raid sirens went off every night for 30 nights, and each time, my parents would grab my sister and me and take us to the shelter beneath Whitechapel underground station.
You get the best effort from others not by lighting a fire beneath them, but by building a fire within.
For me, a big part of coaching is having a trust for the students that are in your class. If they trust you, and you don't talk beneath them, you can create an even playing field. Yes, what I say goes, but there has to be an open discussion.