Customers always know what's wrong.
They can't always tell you what they want,
but they always can tell you what's wrong.
(Carly Fiorina)
30.1.15
28.1.15
Abraham Lincoln’s Letter to His Son’s Teacher
He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, all men are not true.
But teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,
Steer him away from envy,
if you can, teach him the secret of quiet laughter.
Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time
to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and the flowers on a green hillside.
In the school teach him it is far more honourable to fail than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle with gentle people, and tough with the tough.
Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men… but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth, and take only the good that comes through.
Teach him if you can, how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag
on his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob and to stand and fight if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently, but do not cuddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
Let him have the courage to be impatient… let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself, because then he will have
sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order, but see what you can do…
He is such a fine fellow,
my son!
He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, all men are not true.
But teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,
Steer him away from envy,
if you can, teach him the secret of quiet laughter.
Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time
to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and the flowers on a green hillside.
In the school teach him it is far more honourable to fail than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle with gentle people, and tough with the tough.
Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men… but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth, and take only the good that comes through.
Teach him if you can, how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag
on his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob and to stand and fight if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently, but do not cuddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
Let him have the courage to be impatient… let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself, because then he will have
sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order, but see what you can do…
He is such a fine fellow,
my son!
27.1.15
26.1.15
25.1.15
L'effet pub TV avant l'émission "The Voice" sur le site Look Voyages
(le pic lors du passage de la pub)
Le seul fait de rêver est déjà très important,
Je vous souhaite des rêves à n’en plus finir,
Et l’envie furieuse d’en réaliser quelques- uns,
Je vous souhaite d’aimer ce qu’il faut aimer,
Je vous souhaite d’oublier ce qu’il faut oublier,
Je vous souhaite des chants d’oiseaux au réveil,
Je vous souhaite des rires d’enfants,
Je vous souhaite des silences,
Je vous souhaite de résister à l’enlisement,
À l’indifférence, aux vertus négatives de notre époque.
Je vous souhaite surtout d’être vous.
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18.1.15
Etre dessinateur de presse ce n'est pas ricaner sur l'actualité
en mettant tout le monde dans le même sac.
Nous devons respecter ceux que nous flinguons .
Sans haine, comme dans une guerre.
Le métier d'humoriste est dangereux.
Trop de recul, trop de lucidité, trop d'irrespect, d'incroyance, de dégoût.
Trop de questions dans réponse.
(G.Wolinski)
17.1.15
C'est une folie d'haïr toutes les roses,
Parce que une épine vous a piqué,
D'abandonner tous les rêves,
Parce que l'un d'entre eux ne s'est pas réalisé,
De renoncer à toutes les tentatives
parce qu'une a échoué.
C 'est une folie de condamner toutes les amitiés
Parce qu'une vous a trahi,
De ne croire plus en l'amour juste
Parce qu'un d'entre eux a été infidèle,
De jeter toutes les chances d'être heureux juste
Parce que quelque chose n'est pas allé dans la bonne direction.
Il y aura toujours une autre occasion,
un autre ami, un autre amour, une force nouvelle.
Pour chaque fin il y a toujours un nouveau départ.
(Extrait du Petit Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)
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