#83 Your "Slow Living" Is a Lie to Keep You From the Void

You are proud of how much you can do in a day. But pride in quantity is the confession that nothing you do is worth doing slowly. The busy man is not strong—he is afraid of what silence might say.

You have traded depth for speed and call it progress. I call it a flight from weight. Only what has weight can stamp itself onto the world.

Speed is not power. Speed is the last refuge of the weightless.